Word: facebooked
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...Seung-Hui was the mystery hiding in plain sight, a man who wore a hat and sunglasses inside, a student with no Facebook page. Talking to him, said English department head Lucinda Roy, "was like talking to a hole. He wasn't there most of the time." Even students who had lived with him knew virtually nothing about him; the simplest conversations--Where are you from? What's your major?--got a monosyllabic response. A "hello" was a big deal. They never heard him talk about weapons or killing or violence--because he never talked at all. "We just thought...
Certainly Cho's behavior--between the stalking complaint, the taking of pictures under his desk--will now force colleges around the country to draw a firmer line between what is acceptable behavior in a creative setting and what is dangerous. Even Facebook ramblings, not to mention poetry-class offerings, may soon trigger an automatic response by schools to pick up the lost souls that dot every campus and keep them at safe distance from their peers. But that tension between preserving the free spirit and openness of an academic community and protecting students from real dangers may take years...
Through the brief, shaky video, which Albarghouti uploaded to CNN.com millions of TV and Web viewers crouched beside him as he hit the pavement and heard the metered, methodical gunshots. On the V.T. campus, students texted and IMed while trapped in classrooms; they posted news on Facebook; at Aol.com they shared Cho's unsettling creative-writing assignments...
...neat V-neck sweater, stylishly distressed jeans, and bold black-and-white sneakers. “I don’t really give a fuck what people think,” insisted Paik, but he admitted to having RSVP’ed to the photo contest’s Facebook event. The photos will be posted on www.Eleganza2007.com, with winners to be chosen by vote. —Erin...
...suite mates told CNN last night that "he was just like a shadow." Mostly what he did every day was this: sit in the spare common area of the six-man suite in Harper Hall and type on his laptop. But he didn't spend endless hours on Facebook or wired into his iPod. He also never talked about his family. He didn't seem to have friends, and he rarely spoke, even to his roommate. He ventured out to attend class, to eat and, since February, to work out at the gym for the first time...