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On this day honoring Dr. King, I hope that your purpose goes beyond the little siloed “i” and is big enough to aspire toward living in a world house.
Replace the C1 with the shooters bus. Something about strobe lights and Jack Harlow’s verse on Lil Nas X’s Industry Baby playing while you’re on the way to your surely dreaded 8:30am class just seems appropriate
The stigma of being sentimental, the worry of inducing negativity and the insecurity of appearing to be a not-so-cool girl all barred me from calling my loved ones.
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Santa may not have left a present at the foot of my bed last Christmas, but in many ways, he had already given me the greatest gift of all—a gift that will keep on giving long after he is gone.
There are simple and common-sense steps the administration can be taking to protect students, faculty, and staff.
It’s not a weight on my shoulder, but more so on my pride, where I feel as if I am supposed to do well, and I will be an utter disappointment if I don’t.
Start an ASMR Mukbang Channel.
Two specific paintings in the entire Frick Madison spoke with the loudest voices.
Positivity is not an inherent personality trait but a behavior to be learned, practiced, and refined.
The decision to fundamentally alter the Thompson Writing Program is almost unilaterally opposed by the student and faculty body, who called for Duke to support faculty and listen to students during Sunday’s protests. As such, it can only be concluded that there are some traditions that the Duke administration cannot continue to uphold.
On face value, nothing huge just happened here. It likely wouldn’t be clear that any words were even exchanged between us. Why do I feel so darn giddy and fulfilled, then? I wonder to myself.
Life online removes the short term joy of real, unmediated life, in exchange for short term satisfaction when using these social media platforms, with no long-term benefits on either side of the screen.
There’s tremendous value in engaging with the world around us, even if the interactions don’t seem particularly profound or meaningful in the moment.
I am still struggling and will likely continue to over the next four years. But if I could do it all over again, I would.
So, as we approach the end of another calendar year and look toward a new year, I invite you to join in this whole-person pursuit of a coherent life.
That we’re doing this right now doesn’t make any sense and—by all definitions—is absurd. Yet we’re suspending disbelief, leaning into the bizarre and trying to lift a limo.
And out we come, crammed to the brim with shiny prizes, our spirits numb or dying.
After all, how can I preserve my family’s French culture and language within my descendants if I can’t even bother to preserve it within myself? And if I lose touch with my culture and language altogether, what does this mean for my relationships with my extended family? With my home away from home? With my own mother?