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Rain, nostalgia and worms
Perspective: experiencing Chile’s devastating earthquake firsthand

My grandmother's building sank 5 cm and everything was a mess inside of her apartment after the earthquake. Photo courtesy of Magdalena Carrasco.
*By Magdalena Carrasco-Roehrs (‘08)*
On Feb. 27 around 3:30 a.m., I woke up and felt my room shaking. I thought that it was just a tremor, but as it got worse, I realized it was an earthquake, and a very powerful one.
Audiences have let go of “American Idol,” and so should Fox

"American Idol" is a show more about the judges than the singers now. Photo courtesy of etonline.com.
The screaming, the golden tickets, the crazy wackjobs who think they can sing. It was all pretty entertaining—but come on Fox, it’s getting old.
It’s not just the audition madness of “American Idol” that’s getting repetitive.
Textbooks as dry as this headline
*By Sarah Cutler*
I spent a solid week reading nothing but my history textbook during exams. And of course, I’ve been reading it throughout the school year (or at least I’ve been assigned to read it…). The main thing I’ve learned, after the countless hours I’ve spent hunched over it, is that this textbook is the most boring textbook in the world.
Icicles: dangerous weapons and excuses for stalking
Usually when friends talk about swords, sabers and extreme pain in the same conversation, they’re planning their next big trip to a “Star Wars” fan festival.
However, with the arrival of Snowmaggedon, they might be referring to something else. Students, formerly limited to blunt objects for enacting harm on each other, can now take advantage of the most important part of any snowstorm: the icicles.
New and upcoming rap music to be on the lookout for
Recently, I’ve gotten sick of my music. Even though Lil’ Boosie’s “Smoking on Purple” is still a revelation on the 400th listening, it’s time for me to update my library. But herein lies the problem: there’s no worthwhile music to download, and listening to the radio is roughly equivalent to repeatedly punching myself in the testes.
It’s in this spirit that I compiled a list of five albums that are certainly worth waiting for.




