In our third and final installment, we will discuss the relationship between Washington University and St. Louis’ National Pan-Hellenic Council organizations, as well as ways to bridge the gap between black students and black fraternities.
I’ll be honest: I don’t like breakfast. It mostly stems from my hatred of cereal and milk, but that’s a different fight for a different day. What I do love about breakfast is omelettes. Endlessly customizable and satisfying, omelettes are the blank canvas that early morning food art is made on.
I’m not here to say what is or isn’t appropriate, but instead to take a step back and look at the entirety of a person’s life, and not just the parts that fit your initial feelings.
Monumental changes in society cannot be done alone. We need each other more than ever.
Capitalizing the word “Black” is in many ways the lowest of low-hanging fruit for justice for oppressed people. It doesn’t require any new thinking; just add another little loop on top. Black is not a color, it is a people.
Your duty does not end at the ballot, it begins there.
“Ugh.” That is possibly the most common thought, emotion and state of being at Washington University these days. Take a break from working and try these self care activities to remember that in order to be the best version of yourself, you not only need to feed your mind, but also your soul.
Space in college is limited. You can’t have a fully stocked kitchen with all the bells and whistles. Being strategic is crucial and often leads to some meals being unavailable. I have some suggestions that will keep your kitchen capable for any meal, while keeping some space open in your kitchen.
High school may be an overused setting for television, but I promise you a visit to Overland Park High School will be a unique and memorable experience.
Today I want to ask you a personal question:
How much money do you make?