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Students placed pink toy soldiers in classrooms Tuesday to protest Pentagon recruitment. And Samuel P. Tepperman-Gelfant ’00, president of the student gay rights group Lambda, said larger protests were slated to coincide with the military’s planned follow-up visits to the school next month...
...least they wake me up. After listening to these students who actually do their homework, I’m inspired. What if I work as hard as them and do my reading before class? What if I practice my audio drills and highlight my textbook with hot pink and neon green markers? Could I master this language? Could I master the world? Probably not. But at least I wouldn’t feel so damn lazy. In just a few moments class will be over and I’ll be free to roam from Van Serg, past the HUPD...
...butter churn and two guard dogs to a simple log cabin in the mountains?their base for the harvest season. "Its only three kilometers away" says Sui-nong one crisp morning as we leave his home, arriving four hours later in a luxuriant green valley strewn with pink and violet wildflowers. From here his family scours the uplands. The locals have never rated matsutake highly (they call them "dirt-termite mushrooms") and still can't believe the prices they fetch. "Before the Japanese came, there were so many songrong, we would use baskets to gather them," Sui-nong recalls...
...setting A Starflyer Is Born In-flight comfort with an internet connection in every seat Take a Hike Destinations to restore your sense of wonder says Sui-nong one crisp morning as we leave his home by foot, arriving four hours later in a luxuriant green valley strewn with pink and violet wildflowers. From here his family scours the uplands. The locals have never rated matsutake highly (they call them "dirt-termite mushrooms") and still can't believe the prices they fetch. "Before the Japanese came, there were so many songrong, we would use baskets to gather them," Sui-nong...
This year’s cover, set against an intriguing hot pink background with two young co-eds in the foreground, depicts that oh-so-typical midnight Cinderella moment in the Yard. Who hasn’t been there? The electricity of the moment is palpable—so palpable, in fact, that though the students may be able to control their lust, they cannot control their letters and numbers, which embrace in the sky above them in a glowing dance of alphanumeric romance. Though the students’ distance and body language...