Opinion

A year ago last week, President Obama signed the Affordable Care Act.

Going home for spring break was glorious for two reasons: copious amounts of sleep and really good Mexican food.

It’s always fascinated me that our surrounding environments can alter moods in ways both subtle and drastic.

Sometimes it seems the older I get, the more I realize I don’t really understand.

So I think we all know why college is awesome – limited responsibility, general bad behavior, sexual fantasies involving professors – but I’d like to talk about what’s wrong with the undergraduate population here at UC Davis, because really, nobody is perfect and I’m here to tell you that.

I never cared about the intersection of dating and transit until I went to UCD. Fifteen percent of the trips we take in Davis involve bicycles, and when I moved here from Southern California, it changed everything for me. Before, it was the time-honored and accepted truth that you obtained a car if you wanted to date someone. If you didn’t, the women you interacted with after school were limited to family and next-door neighbors.

ASUCD spending concerns.

An opinion column expresses a point of view that deserves consideration on its own merit. However, when it is based on inaccurate or incomplete information, a response is warranted to address those errors and create a better framework for debate. It is in this vein that I am responding to the March 10 guest opinion in The California Aggie about student activism.

Sweat dripping onto the formulas of a Math 22A textbook, eardrums blasting due to Keri Hilson and biking at 13 miles per hour – a common scene at the ARC during finals week. We attempt to cure our frazzled nerves with music and endorphins. But when it comes to getting an effective workout, can tunes do more than boost our mood? Researchers at the University of Wisconsin definitely think so.

Last week, the men’s basketball team finished its eighth season under coach Gary Stewart.

Few college students would pay $495 for three shots in the arm.

Greek mythology supplies us with the story of Narcissus.