All posts by Paige Brown

Before I go….

By: Joe Suszczynski


I first came to Central in spring 2012, but before that during the winter break I discovered The Recorder office when getting my CCSU student ID. Coming from Tunxis Community College and writing for their newspaper I wanted to keep writing for the student newspaper. When went into the office I found then Editor-in-chief Nick Proch in the layout room on the computer. After introducing myself I began asking him about the paper and what I could expect if I joined it, which after being told what I could expect I immediately made the decision to join in the coming semester.


The Recorder was vastly differently from the paper at Tunxis ranging from how often a paper gets put out to the different sections in the newspaper. I essentially found myself a niche in the paper where I was the guy who reviewed movies, wrote opinions on various topics, and covered Student Government Association meetings. The funny thing about covering the SGA meetings when I was first starting out was that people in the meetings thought I was crazy because covering SGA meetings were deemed to be boring beyond all recognition and I wanted to cover them every week. But I just took in stride because I enjoy politics and this was something I could see firsthand and at times they were extremely boring.


Another new thing I had to learn how to do was to write a news story. I had taken a journalism course at Tunxis, but only had written so many news samples so it was still a challenging thing for me. Thankfully I had some major help from the news editor, Kassondra Granata; she showed me the proper way to set up a lead and how to gauge what information was most important when writing a story.


I’m also happy that I wrote for the Recorder because I met and befriended a lot people. I am not the most social person so I think if I hadn’t wrote for the newspaper I don’t think I would have too many friends at school. The office was like a second home to me, others especially, and I would have fun just chatting up with friends on the paper.


Plus writing for the newspaper also gave me something to do in my spare time. One of the many things I can do well is write so with the added encouragement of my father I started to write for the student newspaper at Tunxis and continued on at Central.


I find my time writing for the school newspaper to be rather ironic because journalism is something I do not wish to pursue career wise. I did consider the major at one point, but after weighing the pros and cons I decided against it rather pursing a major in history with a minor in political science. But I did learn new writing methods, forged some good friendships, was given certain opportunities that most people wouldn’t be normally given, and had fun doing everything most of all.


So before I’m done, I’d just like to say thank you for the opportunities given to me by this organization, thank you to everyone in it for being nice to me and helping me and to anyone who has read my articles for the past two years—it means a lot.


Fare thee well.

Every End Brings A New Beginning

By: Paige Brown


In less than a month, my college career comes to an end.


The idea that I will no longer be fighting for parking spots or going crazy in the wee hours of the morning on layout nights is bittersweet. Not only am I leaving the stress behind, but also all the memories I have made here.


This last year, I have made some of the best friends here at Central that I know will be in my life forever. Working with The Recorder is something that has done more than keep me here until 5 a.m. and build up my resume.


After working closely with my predecessor, Amanda Webster, I learned a lot about how the newspaper works behind the scenes. I enjoyed the long nights, hard work and creativity that went into our finished product. Seeing something published and printed and knowing that I first handedly put work into was rewarding.


After a few people mentioned the idea and pushed me towards running for Editor-in-Chief and knowing that I only had one more semester left, I decided to go for it.


With the support from the staff, I won the election. I have spent the last five months leading an incredible group of people and producing a product that I am proud to have my name on.


The experience that The Recorder has given me is irreplaceable. I have learned more about responsibility, time management, leadership, deadlines and journalism as a whole this semester than I have in the last five years of college.


Besides the work, the people that I spend hours on end with each week have made my experience here much more interesting.


Brittany Hill, my Managing Editor, has become one of my closest friends. I can’t help but think that we wouldn’t have the relationship we have today if she wasn’t helping me lead this paper.


Saying that we have become a small family is an understatement. My staff has seen me at my best and my worst. I have seen them at their best and their worst. At the end of the day, we work together to produce a product that is benefiting all of our futures.


Some of these people I know will be in my life forever, though it does make me sad to know that after this week, I will not be spending almost 12 hours on a Monday night in a hot office that eventually smells like feet while we all start to go a little bit insane at four o’clock in the morning on Tuesday.


Well, I could maybe do without the smell of feet and the long nights, but it will be an adjustment.


Since this is my last column, I would like to take this chance to thank those who have supported me. Professors, friends, family and my staff. I wouldn’t have made it through college without all of you.


With the craziness of what life has thrown at me, The Recorder office has been my home away from home. To the select few that have been there for me this semester (you know who you are), thank you especially. From the long nights to the day-to-day humor that only we understand, you guys have been amazing.


In only a few weeks, I will be out of here. As great as that sounds, I am sorry to know that I am leaving all of this behind.


I am onto bigger things. Maybe graduate school, maybe a job with the NFL. Either way, I wouldn’t be where I am today without the people and experiences I have met and had here at Central.


It will be missed, but not forgotten.

Drinking & Driving: This Time It’s Personal

Over the weekend, one of my friends was the victim of a drunk driving accident. Though he was luckily okay, he could have lost his life.

When I walked into work to see his face scraped and bruised, and heard his story of what had happened, it made me step back and realize that this accident could have been avoided.

Of course we all learn about alcohol awareness, and we are always told not to drink and drive, but lets get real…we all have either done it, even just after a few drinks, or know someone who has. What we don’t understand is that it really needs to stop.

Now, I am not just going to sit here and tell you “don’t drink and drive” just for you to go to a party this weekend and do it anyway. I want to share my personal stories about my experiences because someone decided to get in their car wasted.

About ten years ago, I was the victim of a drunk driver. The man came around the corner while my mother, two friends and I were at a stop sign. He hit our car head on and pushed us 26 feet back, then drove off.

We later found out that he was belligerently drunk, far past the legal driving limit. Though we all made it out alive and with few injuries, it was a life-changing event.

Only a few years ago, a very good friend of mine was out partying until 3 a.m. I got a phone call around 5 a.m. from a mutual friend telling me that he was in the ICU at St. Mary’s hospital.

He was driving drunk, fell asleep at the wheel, and crashed into the barrier of a bridge. His steering wheel hit him so hard in the stomach that it caused a two inch laceration in his liver; he was bleeding internally for three days.

He is alive today, and is still stupid enough to drink and drive. Needless to say, I don’t associate myself with him anymore.

Most people who do live through drunk driving accidents are lucky. Those who live through them, yet don’t appreciate it and risk their own lives, along with many others, don’t truly understand the consequences that could come along.

I’m sure as college students, we have all heard the horror stories and seen the graphic images shown to us during orientation or driving school when we went for our license about the effects of drinking and driving.

But the fact is, we all know at least one person who has left a bar or a party to drive and was too intoxicated to be behind the wheel.

According to Mothers Against Drunk Driving (MADD), the rate of drunk driving is the highest among 21 to 25- year-olds. That is mostly college-aged students. Once drunk driving hits home, whether it affects you or someone you know and love, it will stick with you. I got lucky not losing my own life or the lives of my friends and family. But not everyone can be that lucky.

In 2012, over 10,000 people died from drunk driving accidents, according to MADD. That is one life lost every 51 minutes.

When it is you, someone you love, or a stranger whose life will be dramatically affected by a choice, it needs to be taken seriously.

That party down the road, or the new bar in the city may seem fun, but is it worth it to get in your car intoxicated and risk your life any many others? I think not.

Don’t drink and drive. Keep your friends from doing it. And if you’re at a party, even if it is someone you don’t know, don’t let them. Making the choice, helping or forcing someone to make the choice can save a life, including your own.


Baby, If You Were Words On a Page, You’d Be Fine Print

During my freshman year of college I was approached by a guy on campus and asked in a very serious tone, “How much does a polar bear weigh?” Confused and a little taken aback I said that I did not know. He then cracked a grin, extended his hand and said “enough to break the ice”, and introduced himself.  I was on the receiving end of a pickup line and you know what, I thought it was great.

We’ve all seen a movie or television show that portrays some poor, awkward guy standing alone at a bar, trying to muster up the courage to approach an attractive individual and spark a conversation only to stumble over a corny pickup line that results in either a dirty look or a drink thrown in his face.

I for one love pickup lines. When presented correctly they can be a hilarious icebreaker and actually start a real conversation. People who open up conversations with pickup lines show that they have confidence which is always an attractive quality and some pickup lines can be adorable. They are also a good way to get your point across to the other person that you are interested in them without engaging in a drawn-out conversation that ends with them mentioning a significant other. Once a pickup line is delivered, that person on the receiving end has the chance to politely end the conversation and walk away or take a chance and introduce themselves.

Ask any of your friends to quote their favorite pickup lines and I guarantee you they can immediately list of a a few that make them all laugh. So, if your friends are laughing then there stands a pretty good chance you’ll get that girl or guy in the bar to laugh too.

It all depends on the delivery. If you’re creepy with your pickup line, the chances of getting a drink thrown in your face can be pretty high. If you are really interested in chatting up a cutie then give a more light-hearted, funny line rather than a raunchy, rude one liner that can be taken offensively. No one wants to end up with a vodka-tonic in their eyes, it burns and then the other person has to spend money on another drink.

There are also tons of career oriented pickup lines that you can try out on a coworker or someone you know in the same type of field. I think that these are the best type of icebreaker, you can start talking about your common interests and goals and after awhile you may become one of that individuals new interest.

Some people might not think that pickup lines can actually spark a little something, but they can. They are charming and funny, showing a great sense of humor. Who doesn’t love someone who can make them laugh? Or someone who can laugh at themselves?

I don’t know if I am the one girl who could be picked up by the cheesiest pickup line out there, but you never know. If you’re light-hearted and don’t mind people laughing at you, what do you have to lose? Like I said, keep them clean yet witty, flattering and fun.

Now go out and try some of your favorite pickup lines. I suggest avoiding the tired and cliched ones such as, “Did it hurt…when you fell from heaven?” or, “Are your legs tired? Because you’ve been running through my dreams all night.” Be creative, be fun and be bold because really, my body has a deadline and if we don’t hurry we’re going to miss it.

Friends Come and Go

By: Paige Brown

Friends. The people you laugh and cry with. The people you make memories with. You lose many, and keep few. Some are temporary and some are lifelong.

Recently, I was told something that has stuck with me.

“The friends you make later in your life are the ones who will stay in your life.”

My uncle told me this during a conversation when I mentioned that I don’t really talk to or know anyone from high school anymore.

When I was younger, I had a lot of friends. Now, those people that I was forced to be with, when life was easy and we all had nothing to do but go to school and play together, are no where.

Though I have many memories, good and bad, I can say that out of all the people I grew up with, I still talk to maybe five and still have a lasting relationship with only one.

Over the last five years, I have met hundreds of people, some who have come and gone and some who I know I will never let go of.

What people don’t understand, and probably don’t think about, is that once you leave high school, where you most likely saw the same people every day since you were five, you won’t really talk to a few years into college.

For those who do, you’re lucky. For those who don’t, you’re still lucky.

Within the last year of my life, probably the roughest year I’ve had, I have made friendships and bonds with a select few that I know will last.

When you reach college, you are free. Free to be who you are. Free to change who you were into who you want to be. Along the way, you have the freedom to choose the people you let in your life. You choose your friends.

I am 23. I still don’t know myself fully and probably wont for a long time. I know what I want to do and how to make myself happy and the people that I surround myself with affect the choices I make.

Having the freedom to choose your friends is one that shouldn’t be taken for granted. I have made some mistakes when it comes to the people I spend my time with, but I have also met some of the most influential and amazing people.

The friends that I have made over the last year, especially within the last five months, have drastically and positively impacted my life.

What my uncle said is true. I’ve noticed more and more that the people I surround myself with on a daily basis, I have only known for a short time. Some four years, some four months. But what matters the most is that we care for each other.

Friends come and go. But the ones who come and stay, no matter how old you are or how short of a time you know them, are the ones you deserve in your life.

The bond that two people make over a long period of time, such as my best friend of 18 years, is incredible and strong. But the bond that you can make with someone new can be just as powerful.

Make new friends. You never know who will meet and how they can affect you.

Behind every happy person is a happy friend that keeps them laughing, gives them a shoulder to cry on and is there through anything. Don’t doubt that the person you open up to at work or someone you start eating lunch with at school can be the best friend you’ve ever made.