COLUMN: Gingers may experience prejudice but aren't marginalized
Several nights ago, I was with my roommate at the Upstairs Pub. As we were about to leave, a guy approached us and, without saying hello, told us we “really should smile more.”
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Several nights ago, I was with my roommate at the Upstairs Pub. As we were about to leave, a guy approached us and, without saying hello, told us we “really should smile more.”
If you haven’t watched the final episode of “The Daily Show with Jon Stewart,” you might want to devote an hour of your day to do so.
Austria, like several other European counties, is currently in the midst of an asylum-housing crisis. It has already seen the third-largest increase in the number of refugees in the European Union within the first quarter of 2015.
Flying economy, let’s be blunt, is a tolerable experience at its best and a horrific, never-ending nightmare at its worst.
Raise your hand if you watched more than one soccer match in the 2014 Men’s World Cup last summer.
In the U.S., if I need to run to the grocery store, I hop in my car and drive to the nearest Kroger. In Vienna, I walk down the street or take the underground U-Bahn.
Here I am, reporting live from Vienna, Austria. That’s right, folks. I am writing to you from a lovely little flat more than 4,000 miles away, across the Atlantic Ocean, in a country I’ve never visited before. And I am completely alone.
Everyone snapchats. I snapchat. You snapchat. He/she/it snapchats. There is no denying this popular app is a fun way to keep in touch with friends, entertain ourselves and send goofy selfies on the way to class.
Ah, the Dad Bod. This new phenomenon has graced the Internet almost as swiftly as that extra chub has graced the bellies of the men sporting this apparently new body type.
Tomorrow, the IU Class of 2015 is graduating. Right now, I look around my ?living room and find my roommates goofing off in their caps and gowns, making clever Harry Potter jokes and contemplating how best to decorate their caps.
Everything in this world is ending, and nothing is infinite. This will probably be the most depressing column I will ever write, but it will also be one of the most necessary. It’s one of those, “I need to get this out of my system or I’ll explode” kind of deals. You know how that goes.
Rule No. 1 is that you gotta have fun.
Most weekends my friends are down to go out to the bars. A quick message to the group chat, and everyone is on board. Before we know it, we’re making our way to Kirkwood and sporting a new top and favorite shade ?of lipstick.
Oftentimes, people ask my about the small mark on the right side of my bottom lip.
Some women prefer to wear makeup every day, others may choose to go au naturel and some fall slightly in between. Some women will spend $35 on MAC foundation, while others opt for cheaper drug store brands.
Last week, my professor prompted a class discussion about the means by which millennials choose to absorb their news. It led to further debates about whether our news should be free and what it means to be a professional journalist.
It’s sweet, it’s cheap and it comes in a transportable, easy-to-carry cardboard box. Yes, I’m talking about the beloved boxed wine.
A friend of mine was working at the Starbucks on Indiana Avenue last Friday afternoon when a patron entered the store, purchased a $100 gift card and told the staff to pay for everyone’s coffee with it.
If you don’t drink coffee, I don’t understand you. Coffee is not just a hot, caffeinated beverage that soothes the soul, it is an elixir of survival for college students, overworked employees and probably even Beyoncé.
It’s convenient, it’s quick and it’s increasingly popular among college students. It’s a mobile payment app called Venmo.