Rebecca is a junior studying journalism and creative writing. Coming from the Bay Area of San Francisco, she quickly became an observer of life in Ohio so she could learn how to live it. The newspaper became the perfect outlet for all of the little odd things she noticed about Oxford. She has been a writer at TMS since the first semester of her freshman year, and has been the Opinion Editor since last March. As a student in the Writing Scholars Program, she found a home at TMS through feeling comfortable around the other writers, and challenged by the work. The Opinion Section became a second home when she realized it was a way to put her whacky California voice into her work. When she’s not in the newsroom, you can find her walking around Oxford listening to podcasts, in Kofenya buying chocolates croissants and roller skating in empty parking lots around town.
So, yes, weed is fun. But the injustices surrounding it are dangerous and systemically racist.
But it meant everything to him, which is why it meant something to me.
I’m from California. I like avocado toast and anything dairy free, and I watch my added sugars. My boyfriend is from Connecticut, so burgers, mozzarella sticks, breakfast sandwiches and blue Gatorade are all up his alley. We have a hard time eating food together.
Obviously things are different right now, but that’s why it’s important to actually try to engage when you get the chance.
I put time and effort into my airport outfits. I always have. The night before my flight, I lay it out down to the socks and underwear at the foot of my bed like I did on nights before field trips in elementary school.
Cranberry sauce, air-fried potatoes and soup — here's three fall foods on our editors' minds.
Slow and steady, the old me died out like Juicy tracksuits from 2003.
I miss sitting next to total strangers, a pal or even a hot date, and watching scenes unfold on the big screen as I slurp down a large Diet Coke and, on special occasions, a pack of Red Vines.
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.