Category Archives: Campus Life
Everything from living in the dorms, to stuff you overhear at URI, problems/complaints, dining halls, etc. you get the idea. If it happens on campus, you hear about it here!
Coming back to RhodyView for the first time in a while to post this video. If it gets a million views by the end of finals, everyone in the class gets an A. Not to mention, this is for a good cause. Who doesn’t love a good RAK?
You know how everybody says the best things in life are the little things, appreciate them and all that? Well I think they’re right, but I also think the opposite is true. It’s the little things in life that will fuck your day up the worst. Here’s a list of some “little things” that will piss you off no matter what:
- your sock sliding down into your shoe
- getting to a dining hall and realizing you don’t have your student ID
- forgetting your chapstick in the winter
- losing ONE earring while the other one just sits their and teases you
- when someone you expect to text you doesn’t
Hey, I don’t know about the rest of you ladies but I’m pretty sure I’m a girl every day. More importantly, I think, I am a person every day. Celebrating women, men, and EVERYONE should be a daily practice, not just something saved for a fake international holiday. Also, the whole thing just kind of makes me feel like a second-class citizen. International Women’s Day is a dumb holiday. What even happens on International Women’s Day? NOTHING. The only way I would ever exploit this is to maybe get free drinks later. Maybe. Happy spring break everybody!
Let’s be honest girls. As much as you say that you’re looking for a “nice guy,” you know what you really want is an asshole. You may even read this and tell yourself, “no! That isn’t me!” But deep down, you realize that your need for approval will allow yourself (after a few too many at Bon Vue) to hook up with guys like this. Is he overweight? Looks like it. Does he have a plaid shirt hanging below the sweatshirt? Looks so. But the words on the back of the sweatshirt speak to you. It says “Hey, I’m an asshole and I don’t care. Now suck my cock!” This guy gets laid 10 times out of 10.
I am a native Rhode Islander and recently I have noticed that a lot of out-of-staters are unfamiliar with certain terms. If you go to URI, you gotta have the right vocabulary. So here you go:
- cocked (adj.)- drunk, wasted, hammered, belligerent
- geeking out (v.)- laughing loudly and uncontrollably
- zooted (adj.)- high as FUCK (it’s debated that it’s from somewhere else, but fuck no)
- cabinet (n.) – MILKSHAKE, FOOL
- dough boy (n.) – fried dough. Now go get one at Iggy’s in Narragansett.
Today I was on the first floor of Merrow, and I looked out the window and saw this guy. This guy danced in the middle of dudes tossing a football, pretended to be a stripper on a telephone pole, and ran away. On a similar note, last night there was a guy wandering around campus in a full gorilla suit. The warm weather is bringing the fuckin’ crazies out.