I don’t even know where to begin… 104 articles, 52,000 words on 142-typed pages over three years and it all comes down to this. My last editorial in The Eagle and for the first time in a long time I’m, struggling to find the words. I’m sure in the breadth of the English language there is the combination of words that will somehow sum up what this experience has meant to me, what this degree means for my family and just how much people I’ve come to know and love have meant to me.
Posted Wednesday, April 19, 2017 - 8:01pm
Tori Amos said “You’ve got to know when to turn the page.” It took me a long time to come to terms with the decision to leave The Eagle staff. I was comfortable being the Editor in chief. Sure, it had it’s ups and downs, but the disrespect, criticism and stress was worth it.
Posted Wednesday, April 19, 2017 - 7:50pm
Before coming to college, I told myself two things. First, I would not get in a relationship; and second, if I could bear to live in Price, Utah, for a few semesters, then it would be over quickly. Sometimes things do not go as planned, as I found myself in a relationship within the first month of school. However, I was right about one thing: after almost four semesters at Utah State University Eastern, time—and I know it is a cliché—has passed me by. In retrospect of my experiences thus far, there are three things that I would tell my pre-college self.
Posted Wednesday, April 19, 2017 - 7:44pm
• Best burgers/sandwiches: Big Moes • Best Pizzeria: Big Don’s • Best Coffee Shop: Happiness within • Best Ice Cream: Sheralds • Best Local Restaurant: Balanced Rock • Best On-Campus Food: Golden Grille • Best Outdoor Adventure: Gordon Creek Falls • Best On-Campus Living: Tucker • Best Date: Star gazing • Best Drinks: Chugg-a-lug
Posted Sunday, April 9, 2017 - 6:03pm
I’ve never been the type of person who likes receiving gifts, my whole adult life I have struggled with it. I have no idea why it bugs me but I hate the awkward squirming I do when I try to show the correct amount of gratitude in both physical gestures and words. So my wife, who knows me all to well knows exactly what kind of gifts to get me for my birthday and Christmas, normally books or tickets to they symphony or a good play.
Posted Wednesday, April 5, 2017 - 7:44pm
Humanity has come a long way in the last 2000 years. We have seen the fall of the Roman Empire, the discovery of a new continent, the enlightenment, the scientific and the industrial revolutions, two world wars, reaching the moon and progress in equality. However, a lot more has happened including the building the pyramids, the inventions of agriculture and astrology, the development of tools and weapons and creation of nations.
Posted Wednesday, April 5, 2017 - 7:43pm
Amid the rising storm of social media and online gaming, there is a threat to a precious art. One that hasn’t completely vanished, but could within the next few generations. Studies show once children reach the ages of 12 and 13, they generally lose their interest in reading for pleasure. Social media is becoming more of a priority among young adults. Love interests, tweeting, texting, etc.
Posted Wednesday, April 5, 2017 - 7:37pm
A dark cloud is hanging over the world of news during the last few years, one that has given many journalists and media organizations a bad rap. This cloud has taken the shape of an ever-growing prevalence of fictitious news and extreme-bias reporting.
Posted Wednesday, April 5, 2017 - 7:35pm
I have spent the majority of the semester in my room, guarded by comfortably familiar walls and away from people. It’s not a new thing for me to do. There was a time about a year ago when I hid myself away. I realized I was no longer the same bubbly, outgoing and mostly confident person I had once seemed to be. I had become overly self-aware, I struggled with depression and a sudden case of social anxiety. I decided that I, and everybody else, would be better off if I retreated into my home to attempt to conquer my newfound emotional problems alone.
Posted Wednesday, April 5, 2017 - 7:33pm
Once there was a farm boy who was charged with watching the sheep and protecting them from wolves. He was supposed to cry ‘wolf’ if he encountered any and the villagers would come to his aid. He was either bored, or lonely, or scared, so he decided to cry out when there were no wolves. The villagers rushed to his side, but were annoyed to find he lied about the situation.
Posted Wednesday, March 22, 2017 - 6:42pm