Love. Placing this as the first word of my column will take each reader to a different conjecture. When you read "love," you're brought to a place - an abstract environment where your memories, your personality, even your current state of mind construct the term's definition. When we spread love, we concentrate our minds on devotion, positive energy and harmony.
Those of you who are musically inclined - you've captured my heart one too many times. I have a habit of falling victim to the same kind of guy over and over again.
Drug Abuse Resistance Education (more commonly known as D.A.R.E) isn't going to be educating much on drug abuse resistance anymore. Yes, you read that right. D.A.R.E.
On Monday at UB, there was an absolutely terrific event focused on human rights and it was hosted by a club named Amnesty International, which is a student-run club on campus that focuses on human rights throughout the world. On Monday, students, including myself, participated in a "global write-a-thon" where letters went to governments which currently hold political prisoners. The letters bring with them hope that the government will release the political prisoners. We wrote for people around the world to be given freedom. Political freedom, freedom of expression and freedom of speech.
It's finals time, ladies and gentlemen, and you know what that means: Time to spend hours on end cramming for your exams, putting the finishing touches on your final class projects and writing up that 10-page paper at the last minute, because, hey, a month ago you had all the time in the world to get it done, so of course you didn't get it done then. It's go time. With all of this studying and shouldering of the immense burden that accompanies the preparation for finals week, the amount of stress we dutiful students endure is at an all-semester high as the dreaded days draw to a close. Couple these immense stress levels with countless hours sitting hunched over your computer or pouring through your textbooks and you have created the perfect storm to wreak havoc on the muscles in your neck, back and shoulders. These painfully constricting knots and kinks are practically incapacitating, and will continue to plague you long after you've gone home for the semester, that is, if left untreated. What can you do to alleviate yourselves of these wearisome aches and pains, you ask? The answer is simple, folks: you need to get a massage. I'm not talking about having your significant other rub your neck or back for a total of five minutes as they try to "make you feel
There's really no reason to have an alarm set when you can rely on your friends and members of the group chat constantly sending you screenshots before noon. The everyday meme always keeps me laughing, but lately everything has focused on the constantly entertaining love triangle between pop/hip-hop artist Chris Brown, pop artist Rihanna and Brown's ex-girlfriend Karrueche Tran. This week, Rihanna once again let it be known to the world that she and Chris Brown are together by dropping two pictures via Instagram.
"Same Love," a hip-hop song by Macklemore, follows the life of a gay man and the life he built with his partner, has been praised by Ellen DeGeneres and has become an anthem of cultural acceptance since its debut, rapping lines like: "When kids are walking 'round the hallway plagued by pain in their heart/A world so hateful some would rather die than be who they
Gregg Popovich isn't what you'd call a "people
The defending college basketball national champions have lost two straight games to unranked teams, relegating them to an unimpressive 4-3 record early in the season. I couldn't be happier. Maybe it's because having one fewer powerhouse in the country increases the chances of Syracuse getting its second national championship, but I think everyone who isn't from Lexington, Ky.
In all four of the leagues I'm in, people think fantasy is a sport. It's not. Fantasy is an art. We're not athletes.
There's no crying in baseball, but there is definitely cheating.
When I played basketball in high school, the offenses were simple. Every team ran the standard motion offense, which mostly meant passing the ball around the perimeter until someone eventually got an open shot.
When news broke that Adele's Grammy award-winning 21 achieved platinum status, I got really excited.
There's no crying in baseball, but there is definitely cheating. The Baseball Writers' Association of America (BBWAA) released its Hall of Fame ballot on Wednesday, and the age-old argument of steroids in baseball has reared its ugly head.
Say Yes to the Dress, Four Weddings and David Tutera's My Fair Wedding all have one thing in common: fairytale weddings.
It's official: SRSI is shut down. Last Monday, President Tripathi announced in a faculty email he would be closing the highly contested Shale Resources and Society Institute, citing criticism regarding the institute's funding ambiguity and a lack of "sufficient faculty presence." The "cloud of uncertainty" that Tripathi mentions in his letter is not isolated to just SRSI, however, as it still lingers over the university.
The holiday season is upon us, and it wouldn't feel like Christmas without the tree, snow and, of course, war. Yes, that's right.
I have just read the email sent by President Tripathi about the closing of the Shale Resources and Society Institute.
A Senate bill on cyber surveillance is set to go to vote on Thursday, and officials have been running in circles with privacy advocates nipping at their heels for the last two weeks.
I don't understand why everyone is up in arms. It makes perfect sense. On Wednesday afternoon, UB Athletics announced head football coach Jeff Quinn and Athletic Director Danny White have agreed in principle to a contract extension through the 2017 season.
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