The legacy I want to leave at Miami is motivating and empowering our community to actively fight for respect and be critical of our purpose.
But if you’re currently reading this letter in a print edition of The Student, all hope is not lost.
It often feels like I’m screaming into the void.
We understand that the markets act as a business, but they are also an essential student service. They should be catering more toward the latter.
Let them fade away into oblivion, knowing that they did this to themselves.
So, yes, weed is fun. But the injustices surrounding it are dangerous and systemically racist.
It's become increasingly and vitally important to give ourselves a moment. To take upon ourselves the responsibility to recuperate our personal mental health.
But it meant everything to him, which is why it meant something to me.
That’s right. Not only will we no longer be allowed to take an ounce of the stress off with a later credit/no credit deadline, but we also are seeing a heightened standard to graduate with Latin honors.
There’s something about accepting admission into a college, only to find out that its student body is considered to be one of the prettiest in the nation, and looking into that bathroom mirror, wondering if you’ll be enough.
The OU v. Miami rivalry that I had known about and participated in for the grand majority of my life, is completely one sided. Like … embarrassingly one sided.
All of this is messed up. But if you compare it to what the women in my family have gone through, it feels small.
For many Asian-Americans in this country, this is yet another addition of fear in a daily life that is often vigilant of racist attacks.
I personally don’t give a flying fuck about serving men, nor should any other woman.
These people, whom I affectionately refer to as “my coding friends,” may not know my name or where I live. But that doesn’t mean I’m not incredibly close with some of them.
One would have expected the tens-of-thousands of dollars in tuition would be enough to cover a few extra subscriptions to online papers.
When she started, she was told she would have to change her major, because forensic investigation was no longer offered. Now she has become undecided and will more than likely major in something that doesn’t satisfy her as much.
These things aren’t just far-off ideas for legislation that gets debated in the court of public opinion. These are things that are actually happening, and they are affecting real people.
We want solid relationships with decision makers so that we can report full and honest stories — something we strive for every day.
When Tuesday went by without a word from the school, now four days since I’d been identified as a close contact, my anxiety turned into anger.