It's a partly cloudy Saturday morning on a salt-and-pepper-speckled beach in Makena. The 6:00 a.m. chill steadily dissipates as the glow of the awakening sun teases from behind Haleakalā. With a mask and snorkel properly adjusted and fins ready to propel, the shock of cold upon entry to the submarine world is a minute nuisance. Once acclimated to the temporary cold, what's hidden below the aquatic veil that surrounds our island of Maui comes into view. Schools of surgeonfish swim amongst the spectrum of corals of different shapes and colors. Goatfish search the sands with whiskers below their heads for an early morning morsel. A green sea turtle delicately rests within a gap in the coral reef.
Try as we might, we all hit rock bottom eventually. I lost track of my visits to the bottom of the barrel long ago, yet I can certainly remember my last trip. It was by far the worst trip down broke lane, and it started during the Summer of 2013.
It was as if I was falling deep into myself with nowhere to go. I lose both my train of thought and confidence in a macro-second and plunge head first down from my pedestal of disillusion. I hear myself unwittingly drop words together that are just sputtering along like an old automobile ready to collapse. There’s a suffocated pressure starting to rise from my chest that grabs at my insides and squeezes at me in short spurts. This caliber of fear is unlike any other that I know of.
If you’re a college student, you’re into politics; or perhaps more accurately, politics are into you. As soon as you decided to obtain a college degree, you became a member of an elite group of the electorate and you became a very important person to the Federal Government.
I can feel the sun's warmth lightly graze my skin as I sit comfortably waiting for the signal to take off. The breath of the wind chills the sweat evaporating off my face. The breeze compliments the sun's warmth giving contrast in the sensations surrounding my body. Everything is vivid and I need to keep it that way. I have to stay focused in order to keep my composure. The seconds tick by idly and they seem to have slowed down almost to a standstill. After what felt like hours, I finally decided to break the monotony of the situation. I rev the engine to the maximum speed and suddenly the calm breeze transformed into a roaring entity.
Sixteenth President of the U.S Abraham Lincoln. Acclaimed actress Meryl Streep. Director and actor Clint Eastwood. Genius and physicist Albert Einstein. Talk show host David Letterman. The boy wizard who lived, Harry Potter. Then there’s me. What do we all have in common? We’re all Introverts.
Approximately every seven minutes, a child is bullied at school in the United States. On any given school day, more than 160, 000 students choose to stay home because of the fear of bullying. Seventy-one percent of school shootings are connected to harassment. An argument with a bully is 80 percent more likely to end in a physical fight.
Many students are very disappointed with the math system because it seems as if they are trying to make students fail. There are so many assignments and problems that are assigned to students that are due on certain deadlines which makes it hard for those who need extra help.
There is a science to parking at UHMC—You could even call it an art form. Now, claiming a parking space is not as simple as driving to school and looking for a space. The key to your success in acquiring one of these coveted spots starts at home, before you even leave your house.
Congress shall make no law respecting an establishment of religion, or prohibiting the free exercise thereof; or abridging the freedom of speech, or of the press; or the right of the people peaceably to assemble, and to petition the Government for a redress of grievances.
Black kitty, orange kitty, white kitty, calico! I happen to have quite a colorful cat colony in the alleyway behind my house. Surprisingly, the most efficient way to deal with Maui’s feral cat problem is to have colonies instead of individual roaming around.
You can walk from one end of Front Street to the other and hear the musicians playing classics like Brown Eyed-Girl, White Sandy Beach, and ... Brown Eyed-Girl again. For a visitor, this is a nice, relaxing setting to get a glimpse of Hawai‘i. But if you live on Maui and love a variety of music genres, get ready to take a boat or a plane just to see a new act.
Human beings are prone to making mistakes, that’s just part of the package. And over time we have developed a code dividing right from wrong to be able to judge the nature of the errors which are committed. This is called law.
If we are to believe that the one percent of Americans are so over the top wealthy that they are set for this lifetime and beyond, and that forty-seven percent are dependent on the government or just don’t care, then why aren’t we hearing from the other fifty-two percent?
I love food! I love it hot, I love it cold, and when I can’t finish it I want to take it with me. Sounds easy right? Not much effort needed, just put it in a box and go. There’s just one thing: do you even know what that box is made of? Or how long it will take to decompose, if it even will. Here in Hawaii we are trying to push forward with eco-friendly technology, we even banned most plastic bags. While this is an amazing step in the green direction, it is ultimately up to us as consumers to pay attention to what we buy and use.
Being abruptly woken up by the high-pitched sound of a seven-year-old girl as she runs past my window in an obnoxiously loud manner at seven-thirty in the morning is not exactly how I want to start my Saturday. It wasn’t long after I moved into the “student housing” apartments associated with UH Maui College when I realized that I would certainly not be renewing my lease at the end of the semester.
In the history of our species, there have been 12 men who have stepped foot on the surface of another world. Until Saturday, nine of those men were still with us. Now, that number is eight. Neil Armstrong, a man whose immortal words as he made humanity’s first step on another world echoes down the millennia, is dead at the age of 82.
You’ve seen the commercials. A guy in a polo shirt extols the virtues of a little rubber band with a sticker on it, claiming you’ll lose weight, increase your metabolism, quit wetting the bed, develop the balance of a Shaolin monk, and be able to recite the Pledge of Allegiance in Icelandic backwards for the low price of $59.95.
There’s a new McCarthyism spreading like wildfire in America, but this time it has nothing to do with Communists, and it’s doing more to harm America’s youth than the Reds ever did. This time, it’s the model and actress Jenny McCarthy that you should be afraid of.
Calling all past and present JOUR 205 students! Want to build upon the journalistic tools and strategies covered in JOUR 205 and master a wider range of reporting and writing skills? Interested in investigative reporting, interview techniques, editing, and gaining skills crucial to success in today's multimedia newsroom? Then JOUR290v: Advanced Journalism is the class for you!