Author Megan Pizzo

New Year's resolutions make just as much sense to me as getting Sunday's newspaper on Saturday. You set a goal for yourself weeks before it goes into effect, and then try your hardest during the time leading up to January 1st to indulge as much as you can before you have to rid that bad habit.

As women, we understand that men are merely aged boys who believe there is an anatomical connection between the dominant hand and the testicles. Along with this characteristic, as well as others (the obsession with video games), we learn to tolerate them because we realize that men accept some of our quirks, such as taking two hours to get ready, without understanding the underlying principles.

As the middle of December draws near, the thought of shopping makes college students cringe more than starting a final paper the night before it's due. Your bank account drains faster than a keg, and your gift-giving list seems to systematically increase with age.

I will habitually attempt to understand and support the female viewpoint because the male population often subordinates our beliefs. But after witnessing a female student straddle Mr. X in the passenger seat of a car parked on campus in the middle of the day, I would have to dispute this act of public promiscuity.

Dear Keith, I just read your e-mail concerning the latest He Said/She Said article, and I would like to say that I would have to disagree with your position. It is important to remember that the "Coffee Break" section is geared toward our college readers and is not necessarily to please the parents of prospective students.

The art of "dating" has become so foreign to us college women that we consider ourselves fortunate if a date consists of Archie's wings and complementary shots of Absolut. But it's college and when it comes down to it, after a night out with a new beau, every woman has one question on her mind: how far should you go on a first date? For the most part, sex on the first date is out of the question.

You pry your eyes open and gaze at the ceiling. Recognizing that it's your house, you realize one positive: you made it back home-others were less fortunate. As you lay there and put one hand on your throbbing head, you can only think of one thing - WATER.

...to realizing "that I am a professional 'interviewee' and will never get a job, that there is absolutly no reason for me to get out of bed in the morning, and that no female in any grade wants anything to do with me at all, I'm going to sleep" - Todd C..

After eight semesters of registration, I can truthfully say that I have never and will never comprehend the complexity the Fairfield University registration process entails. As incoming freshmen, the class of 2006 was handed automated schedules and from that day on the process has remained a foreign entity to me.

Concerning the historical religiosity associated with Halloween, it is fascinating how society, or should I say college students, have managed to put a sexual spin on a holiday which originated in Europe more than 2,000 years ago. To clarify, when I say "sexual spin," I am discussing the ample array of non-conforming costumes that can be seen throughout this institution.