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...students concerns about the changes—part of $77 million in reductions announced by the Faculty of Arts and Sciences and published on a dedicated Web site Monday.While administrators called the cuts “a grueling exercise for everyone” and “a shared pain?? at the meetings, many students said they disproportionately affected student life and that the process of making cuts had not been transparent.“This whole process shows a fundamental disconnect between what FAS is doing and what matters to students,” said Adams House...
...While administrators called the cuts “a grueling exercise for everyone” and “a shared pain?? at the meetings, many students said they disproportionately affected student life and that the process of making cuts had not been transparent...
...good songs do not an album make. T-Pain starts off with two tracks that are promisingly different from the monotony that characterizes a majority of the rest of the album. “Welcome to Thr33 Ringz Intro” provides an enjoyable minute of T-Pain??s mediocre rapping abilities over a bouncing beat with just a hint of background synths. “Ringleader Man” continues things with a strong and slow throb that is impossible not to sway back and forth to. Similar beats, similar lyrics, and similar blandness take hold...
...Tune!” T-Pain, clearly offended by the remark, sarcastically replies with exactly the same comment. Not the most creative comeback, T-Pain. From there the action cuts to a borderline offensive and stereotypical white trash karaoke bar. And who should be called up to sing T-Pain??s hit “I Can’t Believe It” but a middle-aged Asian business man in a suit? Unbeknownst to poor Franklin, however, T-Pain looks on from a grainy TV in the VIP room. Franklin’s barely coherent performance...
SEOUL, SOUTH KOREA — Full from a monstrous and ridiculously inexpensive plate of omurice—which is, more or less, an omelet stuffed with rice—I can’t help but smile as T-Pain??s “Get Low” blasts from the Western-themed sports bar across the street from my apartment. Sitting in a sticky, hot room listening to music a few months past its prime, I might as well be at a Harvard dorm party...