Throughout our precious years of existence, we have learned to appreciate the concept of self-preservation. Pain sucks, and that's that. There's no reason why protecting ourselves shouldn't be at the top of our list of personal priorities.
It is unfortunate that the Alligator's Editorial Board does not share the same excitement I do over the Thanksgiving Travel Holiday, but I guess I have six weeks until the elections to try to change this.
A musician may win an award, an academic receives a grant and an athlete finds him or herself glorified by fans and the media. Jericho Scott, undoubtedly the best pitcher in his New Haven, Conn., league, received his accolades in the form of banishment from the sport of baseball for being "too good."
We've suffered far too long waiting for the Internet to find its way to our gyms, one of the few remaining nooks where Wi-Fi isn't readily available. It seems that our days of Weblessly toiling on the treadmills at Southwest Recreation Center have come to an end at last, though we aren't sure why.
Despite what some scientists claim is the next great mass extinction, a new species has emerged after Sen. Barack Obama was named the presumptive nominee for the Democratic Party. This fierce, new species, called the PUMA, is a mammal in the Hillary Clintonae family and is native to the Americas.
In 2005, Congress approved a bill calling for emergency funds to aid in tsunami relief efforts. Unfortunately, tacked onto the bill was what is called the Real ID Act. This sets federal standards for driver's licenses that states are mandated to comply with by December 2009.
For years, I have encouraged others my age to participate in the unfolding, unique experience of a government by the people.
The UF Student Senate passed a referendum Tuesday night to give us the chance to vote on having an extra day off from classes. Yay!
Don't get me wrong. I love baseball as much as the next guy.
After months of speculating, waiting and politicking, Democratic presidential hopeful Sen. Barack Obama has finally selected his running mate. Now that Sen. Joe Biden has completed the Democratic presidential ticket, the question is rapidly turning toward the Delaware senator's ability to serve Obama on the ticket. Without a doubt, Biden was the most complimentary choice Obama could have made given his available options.
Here at the Alligator, we just can't wait for the weekend. We know it's only Tuesday, but hear us out. It might only be the second day of fall, but that means that we're four days away from the first Gators football game of the year, and nothing reminds us more of summer than sweaty fun in the Swamp.
If you're anything like us, then you sprint toward the door the second lecture ends to make it back to your apartment in time for Comedy Central's midday hour of "Scrubs." We can't blame you for rushing home so you can attempt to memorize Dr. Cox's obnoxiously long-winded retorts.
During my two years at the Alligator, I've heard all the criticism UF students and Gainesville residents have to offer.
Earlier this year, I attended a handful of rallies for Democratic presidential hopeful Sen. Barack Obama. Talking with other participants made it clear that few of them could agree on the specifics of this change.
Fall is finally here, and we are being greeted with some of the old traditions that we've come to hold so close to our hearts.
Congratulations, you made it. You have matriculated to one of the most prestigious public universities in the entire United States. You are now an official member of The Gator Nation. Allow us to offer you a hearty Orange and Blue welcome. We would also like to give you some unsolicited and hopefully useful advice about what to expect and how to take full advantage of the fantastic voyage upon which you are about to embark.
Oh, to be young again, when I thought homework was for pansies, a fake ID was golden, withdrawing from a class would never come back to haunt me and hangovers only lasted an hour, if at all. Just as I did, all you incoming freshmen will have ample opportunities to make mistakes (and hopefully learn from them). And as someone who has been at UF for six years, at the very least I can pass on a little wisdom to all you whippersnappers to help you get the most out of your undergraduate experience.
If you didn't know UF was a big football school the day you submitted your application, you probably figured it out sometime in between jumping up and down in your parent's living room after tearing open your admission letter and watching your mom tear up as she sets your brand new Macbook Pro on your spiffy dorm room desk.
Solutions by The State News
