Wednesday, April 1, 2020 - 4:42pm
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I’m sure I’m not alone in feeling that it’s been difficult to focus on anything other than the coronavirus pandemic for the past two weeks. As much as I try to keep motivated, it’s almost impossible to stay present during a dragging Zoom lecture or a dense reading. My mind wanders and questions what these minor endeavors mean in the face of a worldwide crisis.

Sunday, March 22, 2020 - 12:42pm
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Just over a month ago, I contributed to a Michigan Daily Editorial Board article on the COVID-19 outbreak, a piece which primarily warned the community not to panic. In light of recent events, it’s almost surreal to think about sitting in that room now, jokingly passing around hand sanitizer and casually discussing what I then believed to be a novel issue that would not have any major impact on life at the University of Michigan. And coverage did die down, for a time.

Wednesday, February 26, 2020 - 2:09pm
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One of my biggest transitions from high school to my first college experience at Boston University was the change from a small, conservative Midwestern town to a large, liberal East Coast city. No longer limited by small-town resources or conventions, I felt free to embrace progressive ideas and discover ways to express them. As a high school theater kid, my expression often came through performances that were unfortunately limited to ensemble roles in family-friendly musicals.

Wednesday, February 12, 2020 - 2:14pm
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Speaking to my own experience of President Donald Trump’s election, the aptest way I can describe the event is surreal. In the moment, it was as if we’d had the collective wind knocked out of us and were all trying to catch our breath. But once that breath was found, not a moment was wasted in using it to speak as survival plans for the next four years were laid out. For many folks with uteruses, reproductive health was a primary concern.

Wednesday, December 4, 2019 - 6:12pm
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Like many students across the University of Michigan’s campus, on Monday, Nov. 11, I spent the evening distracted from my work in anticipation for a special inbox notification. It wasn’t related to an internship update, a grad school application or even a dreaded Canvas posting. On Monday night, I waited with bated breath for the results of an online dating survey — the Michigan Marriage Pact.

Thursday, November 14, 2019 - 5:57pm
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The first time I visited Boston was the summer before my junior year of high school, and I was far more interested in the city’s opportunities higher education than its history. However, my mother mandated one day must be spent on sightseeing rather than solely college visits. After walking the entirety of the city’s Freedom Trail — a 2.5-mile walk that felt much longer — we went to a museum dedicated to the Boston Tea Party, commemorating Dec.

Wednesday, October 30, 2019 - 12:36pm
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My high school sex-ed experience wasn’t great — probably not a controversial statement. But living in a country where only 18 states require information about birth control to be part of the curriculum, I consider myself lucky to have received at least some information on how to practice safe sex, even if it was delivered by a guy who taught kickball next period.

Wednesday, October 9, 2019 - 4:35pm
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When I visited Boston during the 2018 World Series, I had one objective in mind: to celebrate. I had heard legendary stories of the city’s post-win celebrations and had sort of taken part in one after the Patriots’ 2017 Super Bowl comeback, being a freshman at a Boston-area college at the time. As the Red Sox came inning by inning closer to claiming the title, my excitement at the prospect of an after-party grew.

Wednesday, September 25, 2019 - 5:33pm
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College is lauded as a frontier of adolescent freedom. Leaving home for higher education is the first chance for young adults to act without constant supervision and create a personal brand. I was no exception: I became a vegetarian, started worshipping The Smiths and stopped removing my body hair. Whether because it was the most obvious or the most controversial choice I made, the last decision garnered the most attention.

Wednesday, September 11, 2019 - 4:58pm
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“So... how did you two meet?” was a question I dreaded hearing, and one I typically answered with half-truths. Sometimes I would say we met at the coffee shop where we had our first official date. Other times I would respond vaguely with the city where we’d met and hope for no further questions. Occasionally I would claim it was a rogue LinkedIn message that brought us together. Every one of these partial truths concealed the honest beginning of our relationship, because we met in a way I was convinced no great love story could possibly begin. We met online.