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The Inter-Residence Hall Association hosted its second annual on-campus farmers market on the Reitz Union Colonnade on Thursday.
The UF Students for a Democratic Society and UF Libertarians are co-hosting an anti-drone week of action to raise awareness about what they believe to be UF’s involvement in military drone research.
A partnership between UF and Fox Sports culminated Monday afternoon in a competition that put UF advertising students’ creative prowess on display.
If a student is in need of counseling, don’t remain incognito. Instead, try using UF’s newest online interactive training course, Kognito.
UF’s Hough Graduate School of Business provides some of the best specialized masters programs in the world, according to Eduniversal, a French-based university ranking agency.
Meghan Burke, a 22-year-old UF marketing senior, was shocked to learn that the Gatorade she was enjoying at the Hub contained an ingredient banned in other countries for health reasons.
In the past few days, you’ve most certainly been asked the question, “How was your break?”
It was my New Year’s resolution to go to the gym five days a week, and I accomplished my goal, for the most part. Spring Break body: check. In perfecting the art of picking heavy things up and putting them down, though, I learned a few things about the fascinating and intimidating building that is the Southwest Recreation Center.
For several people, their opinions about social issues are a gut feeling that they often defend despite the facts, not because of them. As the issues of religion and contraception take center stage in American politics, let's be sure we're making informed decisions, not inflammatory ones.
I used to hear the word "diversity" and roll my eyes. Sure, I considered myself an extremely accepting person of all types of people, but I'd always felt diversity was a ploy that undermined our meritocratic society. I was wrong. Attending last weekend's Gatorship — a leadership and diversity retreat sponsored by UF's Multicultural and Diversity Affairs office — not only changed my mind but also my life.
I am officially alarmed by President Barack Obama's hypocrisy.
We're told we attend UF to "get an education." We go to class, write our papers, take our tests and, after four years, we earn a degree. Well, I've recently come to the conclusion that the building blocks of success have little to do with your GPA. Rather, most of my "education" comes from outside the classroom.
We're told we attend UF to "get an education." We go to class, write our papers, take our tests and, after four years, we earn a degree. Well, I've recently come to the conclusion that the building blocks of success have little to do with your GPA. Rather, most of my "education" comes from outside the classroom.
It is now abundantly obvious that the Republican primary has become a two-man race. As much as several misguided college students don't like to admit it, Ron Paul is — and always has been — irrelevant. Rick Santorum is an extremist joke. The choice Republicans need to make is between two men.
It is now abundantly obvious that the Republican primary has become a two-man race. As much as several misguided college students don't like to admit it, Ron Paul is — and always has been — irrelevant. Rick Santorum is an extremist joke. The choice Republicans need to make is between two men.
Imagine that papers are being handed back. The professor slowly calls out names and the student approaches, reaches for his or her paper, and flips through the pages to find the grade. It's a C. The student mutters the familiar groan, "This professor hates me." Wouldn't it be nice if we could be assured that our grade wasn't the product of professor bias? I propose a solution: Use anonymous numbers instead of names.