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Man enraged that he couldn't "get [his] nut off"

Tinder: the social media-slash-hook-up-slash-meeting-new-people app that has taken college students by storm.

Many people have taken advantage of the app and used it for hooking up, which is fine, but a trend just as frustrating has come out of Tinder: narcissistic and entitled men.

I was reading through Elite Daily last week and I came across an article that described a woman who went on a date, and when she refused sex, the guy she was talking to went off on her. It started with him saying that “you said you liked sexual stuff,” then escalated to him calling her some extremely rude names, all because she decided she didn’t want to have sex with him.

When I originally read this, I was beyond pissed off. He said that he spent money on tolls, gas and drinks just for her to “turn around and do this to him.”

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Ready or not, life goes on after commencement

As we quickly wrap up our last year of college, there are so many things to be proud of, both inside and outside of the classroom. As so many of us have taken a future career path, chosen to attend graduate school or begun the job hunt, we must remember that there is a new beam of light that lies ahead.

The time leading up to our college graduation in May and the start of a new journey can often be stressful. However, taking the time to follow these five steps can help you avoid a potential case of senioritis and make a smooth transition from college to the real world.

1. Understand what you are passionate about. Even if you’re not sure what job you’ll end up taking after graduation, learn what your strengths are. It’s possible that you can be good at anything as long as you try your best. However, evaluating what your strengths are can help indicate what you should be doing. This will show potential employers and co-workers what you can accomplish.

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Awareness campaign accomplishments

Awareness campaigns are those ads that make you uncomfortable–the posters that speak out on certain topics like smoking, climate change and abuse. A lot of them are hard to hard to look at and often send a chill down your spine.

However, whether or not awareness campaigns actually make a difference and cause things to change for the better is definitely up for debate. Even though awareness campaigns are created with the best of intentions, it’s easy for people to look at them, feel bad for a little bit and then continue with their day. I know I do that all the time; I’m very good at disconnecting.

One good example would be a certain family member of mine. They have been smoking for most of their life, and I have spent countless hours trying to convince them to stop. When I was little, I would ask them to quit for my birthday—I know that’s very bleak—and now, I show them these types of posters in an attempt to scare them into quitting.

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Put yourself on the page

“Put yourself on the page.”

As a first-year sitting in English Composition, these were the words my professor uttered that echoed through my head. Urging us to be honest and reveal ourselves through writing, the words my professor said took on a metaphorical meaning to me.

Throughout elementary school and even high school, my teachers and peers always referred to me as a quiet kid. Some of my close friends might disagree, but generally, I strike people who don’t know me well or don’t know me at all as shy and reserved.

After sitting through that class, that was something I wanted to change. To me, being referred to as quiet meant that I was mundane and forgettable, and that’s the last thing I wanted to feel about my experience at college. I wanted to be someone you could come up to, talk to and be friends with. I wanted to put myself on the page.

Throughout my time here, I think that’s something I was able to do.

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Growing up

My final column. It’s a pretty big deal for me since this is the first time I’ve shared myself through my writing, and this year has taught me so much about myself.

My senior year of college was filled with the stereotypical memories of roommates and friends, a frantic job search and nights filled with spontaneity and wild stories my future children will never hear about. I felt overwhelmed by everything, and I felt discouraged when only a handful of the hundreds of companies to which I applied even bothered to respond.

I had my heart broken. My faith in humanity and myself was shaken. My patience was tested. My friendships were strengthened. I made a lot of progress figuring out who I am as a person, but that progress was hindered by some steps backwards along the way.

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Enjoy the end of the semester, despite heavy workloads

My past two weeks have been full of frantic moments, yet they have also contained some of the most eerily serene moments.

I say that these moments of peace have been eerie because whenever I have had a moment to relax, it always feels like I should be doing something. I hate that feeling.

To be honest, I always have that feeling. I do not know if there is anyone like me out there, but that makes my workload seem twice as burdensome. I should probably stop stressing myself out so much.

But yes, I can relate to the feeling that sometimes the amount of work at the end of the semester can be a huge burden. There is a huge range between all of my classes. In some classes, my professors have already begun to slow down. In other classes, it sometimes seems like we are speeding up and cramming in material. There is nothing that makes me feel more rushed to learn than when I have to cram in material.

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Attacking Anxiety

Anxiety: sometimes it hits us at exactly the moment we seem to not need it. An exam, a paper and a presentation. Sure, anxiety in part helps us to understand the importance of the event we are dreading, but it can also overwhelm us.

Sometimes, anxiety is specific. Other times, it haunts us even when there seems to be nothing to fear, so that our actions seem twitchy, our words hesitant and all the while, our minds consumed with tangled fears that do not seem to have an end.

We are waiting. Waiting for what? We don’t know, but somehow something bad is going to happen. Why else do we feel the apprehension?

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If size six is plus-size, what's average?

Amy Schumer is hilarious. Amy Schumer is beautiful. Amy Schumer is witty.

So many positive adjectives come to mind when I think about the comedian. “Plus-size” doesn’t make that list.
Glamour, however, doesn’t share that opinion. In this age of Photoshopped models, there has been a push for realistic models and an even more important push for positive body image campaigns.

As a culture, we have been bombarded by unrealistic, unattainable standards of beauty in the media for decades, if not centuries. Encouraging each other to love our bodies for their miraculous uniqueness instead of shaming ourselves for our “problem areas” is essential for the mental health and wellbeing of our society.

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I will remember

In the last four years, I remember where I was every time I was told something big.

I remember where I was when Assumption called me and told me I had been accepted to the college. I was in my sister’s living room, taking care of her after oral surgery.

I had just come from the Provoc office when Kathy told me that I got the assistant copy editor position, which catapulted my involvement in the newspaper tenfold. I climbed my way up the ranks to be where I am now.

I remember where I was when I received the news that my great grandfather had passed away. I was getting ready to go to work as a camp counselor. I had just seen him the night before, and my stepmom Kelley knocked on my door with tears in her eyes and told me that he passed away.

I put on a brave face for my 11 and 12-year-olds so they could have a good day.

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I am the Lorax, I speak for the trees

The best feature on the Assumption College campus is, without a doubt, the trees. What the architecture may lack, the forested aesthetic makes up for. When I heard that one of the largest wooded areas on campus was getting axed to make room for a new building, I was indignant in a way that only an environmental science major could be.

Did anyone stop to think about how much carbon dioxide a single tree stores in one year? (For those of you who don’t know, it’s 50 pounds… I know you were dying to find that out.) Multiplied by the 50 or so trees that were growing in the new construction zone, and that’s a hefty 2,500 pounds of carbon dioxide per year. Do we need a new building that badly?


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