Women's soccer had little to brag about during the fall 2000 season. The team began the season with high hopes, but it finished it with a 5-10-2 record and only one Ivy League win. This season was, however, to use a common cliché, a rebuilding year.
Going to college at Columbia is a lot like sex. Before we get there, we hear how great it is, how it is going to be the best time of our life, and how nothing will ever compare to it. Sometimes, we watch videos or look at magazines to imagine what it will be like when we get there.
My East Campus suite is dirty. It's really dirty. Every time I walk in I am embarrassed. It's not all my fault, since my suitemates don't help the situation. Every time one of us cleans up, the suite is dirty 20 minutes later.
I have many heroes. I need them. Heroes give us hope. They remind us that some people aren't useless.
Our parents lied to us.
When I was a child, my father used to tell me that I should play sports for four reasons. Sports are healthy, they teach teamwork, all the cool kids play, and best of all, you learn sportsmanship.
Student government has done some fine things lately. With the urging of many concerned--and scared--students, our elected representatives voted to keep Barnard out of our dorms. Phew.
This year Columbia tried something new to attract more fans--especially students--to Levien Gym. Columbia Athletics and Special Events sold light blue T-shirts bearing the name "Levien Loonies" throughout the weekend's games against Princeton and Penn.
The most disappointing thing about coming to New York City from the suburbs is the snow. It's pretty at first, but after about two hours it's brown, full of crap, and all over everything.
After nearly four years at Columbia, students here can still find ways to amaze me. Over the course of the past two months, I have seen stupidity that defies all sense of conduct, humor, and even alcoholism.
When I go into the gym, I know how Indiana Jones feels. Walking around that place, looking for a five or 10 pound weight is much like searching for the Holy Grail. You know it's somewhere, or at least you hope it is, but you can never quite find it.
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