Author Megan Pizzo

As an upperclassman, alumni weekend is a highly anticipated event. From reacquainting with former friends to laughing with past flings, alumni and students alike are ecstatic to reunite and rekindle the old party flame. Literally speaking, I welcomed the alumni with a bang, and after getting into a car accident Friday night with a former coach and alumnus, I was certain the rest of my weekend would be a bust. When I arrived home from work Saturday night, all I wanted was a hot shower that I knew was not plausible and a drink at the Grape, which I thought was attainable. I had no idea what I was in for. Upon arriving at the Grape, my foot remained on the brake, and I was royally infuriated. After a diabolical week, my long-awaited evening activity had been postponed because the line of alumni was more extensive than that of a Victoria Secret store ornamented with men on Christmas Eve. Deciding that the Grape was not worth the hour wait, I returned home in my irate state. Arriving back at the third hump, I was pleasantly surprised when my housemate informed me that her brother and the rest of the '04 crew were coming over for a reunion. As the 04' graduates arrived, a sudden regression occurred, and their newly implemented lives of business and bedtimes had suddenly returned to keg stands and all-night binge drinking. By 10 p.m. the third hump was roaring with alumni, and it felt like our underclassmen years all over again; the only dissimilarity was that we were actually legal, we did not black out, and we were not frantically seeking a ride back to campus. Despite their post-collegiate achievements, it is an understatement to say that the alumni still knew how to enjoy themselves. From playing dizzy bat with the keg to annihilating our bathroom, it was comforting knowing that they felt as welcomed in our home as we did in theirs two years prior. It was as if they had never left. What I found to be even more reassuring was witnessing the extraordinary interpersonal unity Fairfield students have with one another. From my car accident to the interaction between former and present students, this small university has proven to create a substantially large social bond that is extremely unordinary but unreservedly enjoyable.

The term "metrosexual" has been integrated into the dictionary as a term which depicts a well-groomed man who more or less puts gel in his hair and irons his Armani jeans. It is important for men to realize that no matter how feminine they may be, the female beauty ritual has been, and always will be, as foreign to them as tampons and Nair.

Having a passion for travel and in need of a second core history class, I decided sophomore year to sign up for the intercession trip to St. Petersburg, Russia. Any student who has or is planning to study abroad knows that an open mind is imperative for survival.

By Mark Servidio For many students at Fairfield University, the 20 to 22-course core curriculum seems to be little more than a tedious obligation. Many students find it difficult to shake the sentiment that they cannot relate the necessity of the core curriculum to their major course of study.

Too often, FUSA is criticized by the student body and the university community at large for the quality of concert acts they bring, or fail to bring, to campus. Last year, rumors circulated that FUSA might book Fairfield-favorite O.A.R. as either the fall or spring act.

By Tara Touloumis No matter how much they insisted, I always turned them down. "But tonight is gonna be awesome," they'd argue. "Sooooo many people are coming." "I just ... can't," would be my weak reply, defeated and barely audible. Over and over again, night after night, I would go through this routine with my overeager friends, desperate to agree just once to a night of debauchery at the Grape.

When I was little, my mom used to tell me a story: The Boy Who Cried Wolf. I cannot help but think of this story each and every time I am actually able to log into StagWeb and there are a slew of Campus Announcements. In the past month I have received more than 100 Campus Announcements.

by Sean Corbett College radio. Does Fairfield University's radio presence stray too far from this commonly accepted archetype so often seen in movies and at universities like Emerson, Harvard and Brown? Will Ferrell had a radio show in "Old School" and the little fat kid who refused to shower had one in "Wet Hot American Summer.

It's Thursday night, and after a full week of classes, labs, tests and work, the bar is the last place you truly want to be. Nonetheless, as you step inside your humble abode, your housemates instruct you to shower because this is senior year, and "we only have thirty-five more Thursday nights at the Grape"-God forbid we miss one.

by Tara Touloumis Imagine being able to travel from England to France in a matter of moments, nibbling on a traditional English tea biscuit as you complete your journey. Latin America is across the room, Australia is a few feet to your left and from this angle, the cookies in Italy appear downright irresistible.