By Alyssa Menard | gargoyle@flagler.edu
My summer job that has been supporting me and allowing me to be a full-time student was lost in the Sequester and I’m not very surprised. My job was determined on a year-to-year budget basis so when cuts are being made, naturally they go from the least important jobs up.
em>By Kathleen Quillian | gargoyle@flagler.edu
For an average communication student, “Com Week” can be seen as a blessing. It is an entire week where informative lectures about the real communication world take the place of boring note taking in regular classes.
By Hannah Bleau | gargoyle@flagler.edu
I’ll never forget the chaos that erupted in my COM 251 class at the beginning of this semester. A girl walked in late and caused a huge scene, telling the teacher off and throwing a trashcan out the classroom door.
By Katie Enright | gargoyle@flagler.edu
I was in my sophomore year of high school when my sister called me from her dorm room at the University of Iowa to tell me she had fallen in love. I was so happy for her, I asked all the questions you ask someone about their significant other.
By Laura Modrall | gargoyle@flagler.edu
I can still remember sitting in that packed movie theater watching Brendan Fraser jump around in one of my favorite childhood movies, “George of the Jungle.” To this day, I often refer to the actor by his character’s name.
By Phil Grech | gargoyle@flagler.edu
Recently a friend of mine was physically and sexually assaulted at a party. After she pushed the guy off her, he called her a slut and a bitch. While her friends came to her defense, no male did and the attacker’s friends encouraged his behavior.
By Kelsey Boyle | gargoyle@flagler.edu
I experience the frustration of waiting for speeding vehicles to come to a stop for me in a designated pedestrian crosswalk on a weekly basis. It doesn’t matter if I have only a skateboard in my hand, or a bicycle on my left and my rabid pit-boxer mix leashed to the right. Certainly, I am not the only beachgoer who waits anxiously with arms full as cars hastily speed by on A1A in St. Augustine Beach.
Or any pedestrian crosswalk, for that matter.
By Cheyanne Wingo | gargoyle@flagler.edu
Looking at the beautiful campus of The Episcopal School of Jacksonville, with its classical Greek architecture and sprawling fields of green grass overlooking the St. Johns River, it is hard to imagine the atmosphere being anything but serene.
By Margot Tollefsen | gargoyle@flagler.edu
Laying my head in my hands, I stared out of my blank eyes into a screen filled with horror. I hear laughing from the other side of the computer, from girls I barely knew. I closed my eyes. I started to think my life would fall to pieces.
By Hannah Bleau | gargoyle@flagler.edu
Political correctness by definition: “The avoidance of forms of expression or action that are perceived to exclude, marginalize or insult certain groups of people.”