With Loyola students having received their Study Abroad decisions a little over a month ago—and for Thailand's applicants even more recently—my friends and I, like many sophomores, are incredibly excited about where we're all going.

    Thumbs Down:   CLASS SELECTION EDITION: Registering for classes. Although I'm a senior and won't have to go through this painful process again, this system is completely shot. Since I'm an innovator I won't simply complain about how miserable registering for classes is; I'll go the extra mile and propose a completely new system: FANTASY DRAFT.

  Q: I'm not sure how I feel about hooking up with some random guy, but I feel like I can't meet anyone unless I'm willing to hook up. What should I do?     Female Perspective:   I think the real problem here is that you are associating the idea of "hooking up" with "random guys.

  Reflecting with a mere eight academic weeks left in the semester, I think it would be safe for me to assume I am not the only one thinking "what do I have to show for myself thus far?" A study abroad, participation in a few community service projects, decent grades and a few internships.

  Recognize. Reject. Challenge. I heard these words last Thursday night at the "Dear Me" panel, sponsored by Take Back the Night, Beauty of Women and the Women's Center. At this panel, five exceptional senior males wrote letters to their freshman selves to discuss what wisdom they have gained over their last four years at Loyola and what it means to be a man.

  We constantly hear from our professors at our liberal arts institution to be critical thinkers and not to simply accept what is presented to us. Given the responses The Greyhoundhas received this year which led to the forum, I would say we are mostly doing well in this regard.

  College is a great thing. I can hear the cheers of agreement now. There is something about the freedom to do whatever you want, mixed with the structure provided by attending classes and the necessity of feeding yourself, that is absolutely amazing.

  I hesitated to write about a gender-related issue this week; in fact, I originally penned a piece on the Republican primary to avoid becoming too closely associated with a larger feminist agenda and being ignored for my stance on other issues—what I like to refer to as the Wife of Bath phenomenon.

  Have you ever heard the phrase "a nickname is worth a thousand memories?" Well, probably not, because I just made it up. But don't you think it's true? First things first. I am positive that at some point in your life you have been called by a name other than the full name that was given to you at birth.

  In light of the Charlottesville trial of George Huguely for the first degree murder of his ex-girlfriend Yeardley Love, University of Virginia star lacrosse player, I am reminded of the various signs of domestic abuse that peers, friends and college students ignore.