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I want to wield my sentences with intention—in order to bring about a better world, happier people.
I didn’t expect to be in college during a pandemic, but I really didn’t expect to become a writer; after all, it was my older brother who had been the English major.
I lived a lot of my time at Duke wondering when and where the next thing would go wrong. But what if everything went right?
The most difficult part of being a Duke student for me isn’t the classic case of being afflicted with imposter syndrome—I have enough confidence in my abilities to know that I deserve to be here. Rather, it is the frustration of not being able to fully leverage the plethora of resources at my disposal, of being hamstrung from reaching my full potential by something as “trivial” as anxiety.
Additional pieces of information can help confirm a diagnosis or make us feel more confident about proceeding, but the question is—would you most likely behave the same way with or without that information?
Though tenants are meagerly protected in North Carolina, doling out collective fines is illegal, besides being unethical and unfair.
Students are unaware of the administrators that have considerable influence on their daily lives, and as a result, workers are forced to face student concerns.
The presence of Macs is not inherently bad; what’s bad is that it creates an unrealistic norm and adds pressure to students to buy expensive Apple products, regardless of whether they need them or can afford them.
Probably, the CEB should just admit it has no idea what it is talking about most of the time.
It is time for our student government to enact reasonable guidelines that establish sound definitions of free speech and outline appropriate funding standards for speakers.
Dr. King shows us that silence and speech are intertwined.
I wish I was so engrossed, so suffocatingly possessed by something, that if I was requested to conduct a twenty minute presentation on the spot, I could do it.
I was determined to have the time of my life: to make a lot of dumb decisions, regret them the next day, and then make even more dumb decisions.
As Duke students, it’s incumbent on us to seek new ideas. To do that responsibly, first recognize that there’s nothing noble about compromise for its own sake.
I wonder at my worries over subconscious thoughts of Asian American authors as they write sex scenes.
We will need companions to help us along the way to healing.
I find it incredibly concerning (and consider it a conflict of interest) that there are several board members who have a significant stake in the success of companies that rely on fossil fuels or our consumption of them.
Because of these issues—a writer using The Chronicle to promote an event they were hosting with their organization—the article was removed from The Chronicle’s website.
Take time to find comfort in the communities that have been built and strengthened throughout the year.
It seems as though Duke is not made for anyone who is even slightly less than able-bodied.