I have never once faced any drastic health risks, parasites or violated any safety regulations set forth by housing, nor do I plan on going crazy breaking rules now that I am on my way out. I will, however, have to speak up about the latest health inspection that was done in my suite.
While I attended college and worked both part-time and full-time jobs, I have reached an epiphany; I may never find a job that is as fun as being a college student.
The hip hop industry has taken a turn for the worst and the mainstream is now full of misogyny, materialism and fake people who couldn’t say a fly rhyme if one was right under their noses.
I was selfish; forgive me for being so blind last week. Sometimes politics puts me in a bad mood. Last week’s column was used as a way to vent about the endless, repetitive acts I have seen from President Barack Obama and Republican nominee Mitt Romney.
So here is the storyline of the presidential debates the United States have seen so far. First, it was anarchy with Republican nominee Mitt Romney throwing more misinterpreted facts, yet President Barack Obama was too zoned out to counter-attack, which led some political junkies to his work.
I am a girl with curves and I am proud of that. Three years ago though, I was sporting big bulky black sweaters, oversized shirts and hid behind a forest of hair everyday to become as invisible as possible.
Despite all the negative, sometimes irrelevant, garbage that both parties have been throwing at each other before the debate, I believed that President Barack Obama and Republican presidential nominee Mitt Romney would take those 90 minutes to present their plans for the future of this country in a nice, civil, mature manner.
I listen to music loud on my headphones and listen to it even louder while driving past the University of La Verne campus with my windows down. I know it’s annoying. I’m sorry.
She’s blonde, considered cute and has way more attitude than any other girls her age. The lime-light is being stolen by 6-year-old Alana Thompson. better known as “Honey Boo Boo.”
Musicians, specifically rappers, who still promote their music one person at a time, on the street with a pair of headphones and a CD player struck me as odd. Unlike 10 years ago, the Internet now supplies all users with an abundance of resources to promote music.