Of course, my chapter with Penn State will never be fully closed. Perhaps the life that follows is simply an epilogue, an addendum, to these amazing past four years.
How do you sum up four years of life changing experiences into one column? You can’t, but I can leave you with one piece of advice: cherish the little things.
Whether it’s natural curiosity or fear of the spotlight, I’m not sure, but I’ve always been more comfortable asking questions rather than answering them. Interviewing interesting people — friends, family, or strangers — is an enjoyable activity that I hope to turn into a living. At Penn State, I was afforded the opportunity to follow that passion — and then some.
Had I been told four years ago that Penn State had all this in store for me, I never would have believed it. I hope I can love anything in my life as much as I love you, Penn State. I’m so grateful for this, and I’ll make it all up to you someday.
I don’t know what to say. It’s weird, because I’m an outspoken smartass rarely short of words. But as I sit here at 4:46 a.m. alone in the HUB Library, I realize there’s just no way I could write this column without wishing I had perfected it just so.
They say there are three inevitable certainties in life: Death, Taxes, and Graduation. Or at least I think that’s the saying, anyways.
The mint green application is relatively straightforward: It features a page filled with 200 character maximum, anonymous posts. In between the dozens of expressions of sexual angst and harmless jokes, however, there are posts written by students who abuse the opportunity for perceived anonymity.
The band finished its set at the Phyrst last semester and “Build Me Up Buttercup” came on over the speakers. Most people continued with their conversations as usual, but I turned and glanced at at the dance floor. There were my parents, dancing in each other’s arms to the song that they used to dance to years ago at the Gaff.
I’ve spent the last five years at Penn State, not because I failed a handful of classes, but because I chose my major somewhat blindly not realizing it was a five year program until after I submitted my application. Five years later, I’m about to get a bachelor’s, a master’s, and a minor over the course of one weekend.
Simply put: I would not be the person who I am today without the influence of this university, and I will be forever grateful for that. “Thou didst mold us, dear old State” has never felt truer.
With the end of the semester on the horizon, our freshmen staffers share what they learned their first year of college.
While the restaurant’s wine bar is not yet open as the owners await a liquor license, Zola is already serving food under a soft opening. We sent three writers to review the restaurant.
Two weeks into my sophomore fall semester I became sick with a college students worse nightmare: mono. Thrust into depression, this terrible experience led me to Penn State’s saving grace, the withdraw system.
We possess an incredibly rich history, thick with the vision and strength of countless men and women who’ve helped build Penn State into what it has become. But aside from Joe and Sue Paterno (and maybe George Atherton) I doubt most could name the most significant figures in our creation or development. Let alone the personalities of our best cultural values or local folklore.
I get it. You really, really don’t think of Rutgers as a rival to Penn State. If you haven’t heard, just check any message board discussing the Monday announcement that this season’s game against Rutgers will be played at night. And you aren’t “wrong.” Penn State picking up 23 wins in 25 meetings doesn’t exactly scream competitive rivalry. But 25 games covers a lot of time. 25 games also covers a lot of different versions of Penn State and Rutgers football.
“Hey Penn State! What a diverse crowd we have here today. I see all kinds of white people in this audience!”
Instead of reporting critically, we presented her implausible assertions at face value, and implied that Ten-Kate can actually speak to the dead. In reality, she most certainly can’t talk to the dead, because that’s quite simply impossible. Anyone who claims to have that power is a liar. We apologize for any confusion or ire this may have caused amongst our readership, and we appreciate your comments.
SNL’s Taran Killam took a cheap shot at Joe Paterno on Weekend Update, and the joke did not play.
We tried LettermanS, which quietly opened a few weeks ago in the location of former State College hangout, Damon’s Bar and Grill.
Where else in State College can you get the most-finely crafted BLT, live entertainment, and a gas fill-up at the same time?
Onward State is endorsing Emily McDonald and Terry Ford for executive office in the 2015 UPUA Election. The McDonald/Ford ticket brings the most experience and institutional knowledge to this election. McDonald, as the assembly’s current vice president under outgoing president Anand Ganjam, can step into the role of president with little transition, already holding important relationships with Penn State administrators and fellow student leaders.
The University is fully within its right – more to the point, it is within the realm of responsibility – to protect its female students. To send a message of zero tolerance. And I hope President Barron takes us seriously when we say that this is what we want and expect from him.
As a sorority woman, I was directed to not speak publicly about this incident. But as a sorority woman, a Facebook page where fraternity members post photos of nude women is particularly scary for me. It could have been my sisters in those photos. It could have been my best friends. It could have been me.
As soon as I heard that Bill Ayers was going to be speaking at Penn State University, I knew what would happen next. Outrage expressed by state Senator Joe Scarnati and others, requiring an official statement from university spokesperson Lisa Powers, followed the official announcement. This outrage is equal parts predictable and nonsense.
Barbour was quoted as saying “Once the season is over – and I don’t think it’s over yet – once the season is over, we will sit down and talk about his contract because I want to make a commitment there to him.”
THAW was supposed to turn the faux holiday into a community-oriented event, something could bring local families and students together for film showings, comedians, and musical performances. But in the end, it seemed that the festival’s first year was unfortunately a flop, failing to garner any real traction.