Brittany Sanko Oh the joys of dorm life! Living in a small space with other girls can create wonderful memories and random moments of absolute hysteria for many freshmen who are in college for the first time. It is the best way to meet your…
By Brittany Sanko I have finally bought the one thing I didn’t have this past summer; an iPod nano. My new white toy was something I had wanted for such a long time and had finally gained. Thanks to a huge rebate gift card my…
By Kivi Hermans
Life can change in an instant. Many people may believe that this sentiment is simply a way to encourage people to show a greater appreciation for their lives, but for some, including myself, it is an idea that has proven itself to be true.
By Glenn Judah
News becoming news. That just doesn’t make sense. Well, that’s what happened on Sept. 21.
That day professors, students and even a president would become figureheads for the different meanings of journalism. They would appear on the local television news to talk about censorship concerning an article in The Gargoyle, which caused the momentary disposal of its first issue this semester.
By Annie Schneiderman
I was surprised to notice that after the revision to the paper, Eric Waldron’s article remained unchanged.
Although his headline states “Even abroad, life is always full of quirks,” he relied on hurtful, ignorant stereotypes and clichés instead of saying anything quirky or positive about other cultures.
By Michael O’Donnell
Stop and ask yourself—why do I watch sports? Why does one devote so much time watching ESPN, Fox Sports Net, or FSN? Spending 10 hours in front of the TV watching pre-game shows, games, and then the post game shows? Why does one invest so much energy into watching one team during a season, following their every move like it was their last?
By Stephanie Gibson
I woke up physically shaking and on the verge of tears. Robert Anthony Cannon, one of the men who admitted his responsibility in the brutal beatings, mutilation and murder of five people and a dog in Deltona, had escaped from the St. John’s County jail. He somehow managed his way past several sheriffs, killing anyone in his path. He recognized my face from the courtroom and he was coming after me.
Fortunately, it was all a dream. But I was literally “eating, breathing and sleeping” the news. Although in fact he was not after me, I still have chills thinking about that haunting nightmare.
By Eric Waldron I ended up in Asia this summer the same way my Jewish American Princess mother ended up in the hills of north Georgia: I met a foreign guy, became intoxicated by his exoticness and, before I knew it, I was sleeping under…
By Glenn Judah If you have not noticed the new changes, yet here’s your cheat sheet from the inside source: me. From now on The Gargoyle will have special features displayed inside the left rail of each section frontpage. The features include columns, blogs, photos,…
By Brittany Hackett My sister is two years younger than I am and is one of my best friends. We’ve had similar interests since we were kids. Disney movies, classic novels, Sex and the City, the Chicago Cubs, and buying cookie cake at 11 p.m….