If I hadn’t already known that graduate student Ary — who requested her last name not be published — was recovering from several years of alcohol and drug abuse, I wouldn’t have guessed it from her appearance.
As someone who's dealt with and continues to deal with disordered eating, most mainstream forms of exercise have come to be at odds with my mental and physical health.
I tripped and ate shit the moment I stepped into a 300-person lecture hall on the first day of classes.
Some dreary November day my junior year of high school, I plugged away at a calculus test. As I calculated how quickly the height of water was changing in a tank draining at some fixed rate, I felt it emanating from my right pocket. Buzz.
English is the language my tongue commands with the most power and versatility, yet it is the one from which I feel the most estranged — or almost unwelcome. I perform spoken-word poetry in English, I write articles for The Michigan Daily and I plan to teach English in secondary schools.
The last time someone asked me where I was from, the response itself was long enough to be nominated for a writing award (it certainly wouldn’t win, if anything for lack of lucidity).
Can some forms of speech truly be objectively unacceptable and therefore worthy of restriction on a college campus? If so, who should be making those necessarily objective decisions? University administrators? A sizable portion of a campus’ community?
Both my father and mother have been working in Republican politics my entire life, but my political leanings fall pretty far to the left, due to a nebulous conglomeration of incidental factors.
Wes Anderson never saw the beauty of elevated surfaces until now.
Endowed with the hallmarks of a leading institution, the University of Michigan has incredible faculty, cutting-edge research, state-of-the-art facilities and a rich history. But none of this would matter without the energy and passion of its students.