Sunday, February 7, 2021 - 8:59pm
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Littered across our email inboxes with the tenacity of an unwelcome relative, the word “unprecedented” has been used innumerable times in an effort to try and describe what exactly this last year was (or has been). To quote Lin-Manuel’s magnum opus: “The world has turned upside down.” Things are topsy-turvy. Out-of-whack. All shook up. 

Saturday, February 6, 2021 - 3:24pm
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When I think of Valentine’s Day, I think of a hard-shelled, cherry-red, Saran-wrapped version of love that bores cavities in your teeth and sits on your tongue like the aftermath of a bad French kiss.

Sunday, January 24, 2021 - 2:21pm
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Like many milestones that make their anticipated entrance throughout adolescence — among them the first kiss, first date and the other usual suspects — my first time driving was awkward but wholesome. After months of tedious driver’s education coursework and haphazardly prepared traffic sign note cards, I was finally ready to take to the road.

Sunday, December 6, 2020 - 4:47pm
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“Can anyone else, like, not stop jerking off?”

Our respective Zoom boxes lit up in a staggered glow as my group of friends and I erupted into laughter. It was April, and we were enduring what would be the second month of a long, monotonous, 2020 thing called quarantine. That one endearing question had elicited possibly the first pang of hysterical joy I had experienced in weeks.

My friend’s inquiry was met with the muffled commentary of an agreeing crowd:

“Yeah, oh my god, I thought it was just me.”

Sunday, November 29, 2020 - 4:09pm
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“Hey my girl. Is there anyone you would like to bring home for Thanksgiving? Someone who isn’t travelling home or needs allies to have Thanksgiving with?”

In something like extending a hand or offering a warm hug, my mom sent me that text message on a frigid Ann Arbor afternoon. 

Sunday, November 15, 2020 - 1:21pm
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I don’t consider myself a religious person, but I had the closest thing to a spiritual awakening when I first climbed up the olive steps leading to South Fourth Avenue’s most charming hideaway — a place with tingling espresso aromas, walls adorned with matcha-colored greenery and a heavenly soundtrack of scholarly chatter and prickly indie tunes: Literati Coffee.

Sunday, November 1, 2020 - 1:28pm
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Legend says a posse of sorority girls today looks like this: designer tennis shoes, various shades of honey-highlighted hair, a cluster of pastel-toned sweatshirts, and the quintessential sweatpants donning their sorority letters.

Tuesday, October 27, 2020 - 5:32pm
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Phoebe Bridgers. “A Star Is Born”’s Lady Gaga. Frida Kahlo. “High School Musical”’s Gabriella Montez. 

What do all these women have in common? 

Wednesday, October 14, 2020 - 6:07pm
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Positioned against the same Kermit-green wall he uses as a pseudo-sound stage for Zoom acting classes, School of Music, Theatre & Dance junior Oliver Klein spoke to The Michigan Daily via video call to talk about one of the only modes of artistic expression the pandemic has not drastically changed: film. 

Saturday, September 26, 2020 - 9:39am
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 A “Do Not Disturb – in therapy” sign made from college-ruled paper hangs politely on my housemate’s door. A color-coordinated chore chart occupies the dry erase board that hugs the side of our fridge. On it, small, pink “Gs,” marked for every four days, tell me when it’s my turn to do the dishes. Resting on our kitchen island is a cork board, and pinned in the center lies a painfully precise weekly class schedule made from Sharpie and notebook paper.