It’s been a long week. Not as in busy, but as in depressing.
Over the summer, as Virginia prepared to elect its governor, I was fortunate to see Democratic candidate Lt. Gov. Ralph Northam at a debate with primary opponent Tom Perriello and at a rally in my home city of Alexandria.
At the beginning of freshman year of college, it often seemed like everyone else found their best friends immediately.
As a second semester freshman in college, it’s easy to feel hopeless about your social situation.
Dear Wake Forest, I write to you as an exceptionally grateful senior, who is currently strongly ambivalent — heartfelt feelings in both directions — about graduating this fall.
Considering how fast paced and routine based millennials are, it surprises me how Moe’s Southwest Grill would change something as sacred as their menu.
On this episode of not enough is being done about misogyny and our society is too advanced to be stuck in patriarchal control, my classmates exhibited a fundamental misunderstanding of what sexual assault is.
Kyle Ferrer remarked one Old Gold & Black production night that he hoped he would receive love letters as a response to his new and improved opinion section head shot.
“New censorship on campus,” “Free Speech Codes,” “Safe Spaces”—these headlines are plastered all over national and local media regarding censorship on modern college campuses.
Since being at Wake Forest I’ve acquainted myself with and befriended several athletes.
Massacre, defined by the Oxford dictionary as “an indiscriminate and brutal slaughter of many people,” is a word with a powerful, inflammatory connotation.
As a liberal arts major it is a bold and somewhat self-effacing statement to say our age is too philosophical, a) because in the sense of reading Kant, it really isn’t, and b) because on the surface it undermines my entire operation.
In high school, I had a teacher who always emphasized “the love of learning.” I had never really thought about that idea until he said it — classes were always a stepping stone for something else, like getting a good grade to boost your GPA for college.
I was pretty annoyed while writing each of my opinion pieces. Even though I love to express politics and try to bring attention to issues that many others don’t see, I’m still frustrated by one thing: people refuse to listen.
Sharing a room with someone, no matter if you know them or not, can be complicated to say the least.
Over half a century ago, as part of his landmark Great Society agenda, President Lyndon B. Johnson signed the Voting Rights Act into law in order to guarantee the elimination of racial discrimination in voting.
I don’t think any of us are going to miss the Miller Center that was filled with the ever-occupied cardio equipment, the small weight room and the perpetually broken equipment.
Sorry not sorry, but Chrissy Teigen is overrated.
The heartache and distress of the 2016 presidential race still remain as intense as if the election happened yesterday.
Since the beginning of this new semester, I’ve seen countless social media posts, comments and responses from friends about how much they miss [insert name here].
Last year was a difficult year for me as a student.
I’ve just started to dip a toe in the job world — the one with interviews, resumes and implications.
In the spring of last year, Drew Gilpin Faust, President of Harvard University, delivered a moving speech to the United States Military Academy at West Point.
Just when I thought the president of the United States couldn’t possibly say anything more offensive in public, he once again outdid himself.
Last week, Wake Forest faculty, staff, students and alumni attended the seventh biennial President’s Ball.