Today is Feb. 14 and though I’m sure the number one V-word that’s on everyone’s mind is Valentine, I would like to redirect everyone’s attention to another word that needs to be revalued: virginity.

In only two weeks, President Trump’s new appointments and executive orders have already sparked powerful reactions, whether or not people support his decisions. It speaks once again to the strong polarization of our nation and the ever increasing need to be informed to understand others’ varying viewpoints and how they arrive at those perspectives, in order to further substantiate – or potentially modify – our own.

When I went home this winter break my first thought was: I hate nostalgia.
Borrowing Dennis Reynolds’ words from “It’s Always Sunny in Philadelphia,” I hate nostalgia so powerfully that “the thunder of my vengeance will echo through these corridors like the gust of a thousand winds!”
That’s an exaggeration, but watching this show, what struck me about the characters is that although they’re in their late 20’s or early 30’s, they all became friends in high school.

Starting last fall quarter, I kept a bullet journal. Created by New York digital product designer Ryder Carroll in 2013, bullet journals have become an uber-trendy, fun and lighthearted lifehack to keep track of one’s physical and mental health throughout the year.

Please stop your ragged breathing.
I am going to slap the gum out of your mouth.
Why are you typing so ferociously? I swear, if you don’t stop, I will smash your laptop on the floor.

Nineteen students filled up professor Joseph Dimuro’s English 164C class, titled “The Novel 1850-1900.” I am one of these 19 students, but even on the first day of the quarter, something about the class’s student demographics stood out to me.

As a student double majoring in English and psychology with a minor in philosophy, this quarter has been the death of me. My past two years of college had their fair share of hell weeks, but as I reflect on this fall and look ahead, I can feel my soul being sucked out of me.