The number of sleep-deprivation articles that have been recently written made me ask the question: Why do we yawn? Is it because we are feeling tired or really bored? And why is it that whenever you see someone open his or her mouth wide to yawn that you also feel the urge to yawn?

I like video games. I like to read about video games. Whether it is reviews, previews, or even news, I like to keep up to date on games. To do so, I occasionally visit Gamespot.com.

I hate sports.

I guess that sounds weird coming from the mouth of the girl who plays sports all year long. I spend at least two hours a night practicing, and sometimes more when I have a game or meet.

I get to run suicides, wear sportswear, sweat, endure sprained ankles, and use my inhaler at least twice a day in exchange for a 50-minute free period at the beginning of the day.

It is a typical school night.

Around 7 p.m. Sunday, I sat down to watch the BCS selection show, hoping that Illinois would be chosen to go to a bowl game. Around 7:15 p.m. the Illinois logo jumped onto the screen, telling me that the Illini were in the Rose Bowl for the first time in 23 years!

Yesterday, I had my first venture into the world of what fictional record-store owner Rob Gordon calls “fetish properties.”

When I hear of arrests, I usually think of banks, getaway cars, ski masks, guns, police, and Hollywood-worthy car chases (I have an active imagination).

On Nov. 26, Gillian Gibbons, an English schoolteacher working in Sudan, was arrested for insulting Islam’s prophet and for inciting hatred.