They should be branded as mental health days, intended for students to shut down their laptops and take some time for themselves like we typically do in mid-March.
A piece of cloth over your face may be irritating, but it will save lives.
In a crazy world like today’s, it is key to hold on to what normalcy we can get — like the ordinary measuring, mixing and scooping of baking cookies.
As the younger generation, the stakes of rapid response to climate change feel much higher — we’re the ones who are going to be around when the clock runs out.
I joined Greek life to feel more at home on campus, but I feel more disconnected and distant than ever before.
I let go of the feelings of uncleanliness, of the doubts and the questioning. My reality was a period of coronavirus isolation. And that was OK.
Miami administrators say they want to protect our health as well as our reputation as a university. That leaves us with a lot of questions – not just for the university, but for everyone. What’s the cost?
I just … am now at the start of the third decade of my life. But right now, I guess it all feels relative.
The constant reminders, buzzes and notifications caused my mental health to suffer, and I’m not alone.
Let me spell it out for you: coronavirus isn’t your excuse to be a jerk.
Yes, my name is Rebecca, but friends call me Bex, and I’m pretty sure I’ve got a hex, but I’m also not alone.
In a time like this, there are so many issues the media has to cover that genuinely can’t be blown out of proportion, even if it tried.
As humans, we crave social connectivity and interaction, and much of that was taken away in a matter of days before we had time to contemplate, much less accept it.
It was very refreshing to see a lot of people say such nice and positive things about the students because growing up, I heard a lot of awful stories about them.
I saw journalism not as dead, but as the perfect platform for me to inform and give a voice to the voiceless.
As the late, great comedian George Carlin said in his last stand-up before his death “If you’re worried about your children, leave them the fuck alone.”
Like the groceries we buy at the store, we can either say yes to all these invigorating experiences and make the most of them, or we can squander them.
When I wasn’t scrolling through my feed, I felt like I was missing out. When I was scrolling through my feed, I felt like I was missing out. I couldn’t win.
Although I internally stressed over the encroaching perils to my grades, I couldn’t motivate myself to properly study.
I know that I’m young and healthy, so the chances of me dying from the coronavirus are slim, but I still find myself going over the what-if’s late at night.