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Coming off a week of relaxation, good food and laundry machines that actually work, the return to Oxford can only mean one thing - we have to be responsible again. A few weeks ago, sitting around on a Sunday meant planning how we were going to spend our week of freedom. Now that we're back, Sundays mean cramming homework and dreading the weeks ahead.
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Almost every female Miami University student reports that they are sorry. Not for anything in particular, most of them were quick to clarify -- just in general.
My senior year of high school, sitting at the kitchen table, I paged through a Miami brochure. A student quote caught my attention.
Since its founding in 1809, Miami University has failed to cultivate a culture that is welcoming and receptive for its Black students. Historically, the actions taken by administration, while recognized, simply are not enough. We, the Black Action Movement 2.0 (BAM 2.0), on behalf of Miami University's Black community, are holding administration accountable for effectively combating the issues plaguing its Black students. Therefore, these are our demands.
A few days before we left for break, Miami University's Symphony Orchestra put on "The Two Titans," a powerful concert presenting both Beethoven's Piano Concerto No. 1 and Mahler's Symphony No. 1, "Titan." As I looked around me in Hall Auditorium during that concert, I saw hundreds concentrating on Beethoven's abrupt harmonic shifts and Mahler's magnificent symphonic form. Not everyone was enraptured -- in fact, I spotted several slumped heads sleeping through the heavenly performance.
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At the beginning of this year, a wise professor told my class that we need to prioritize physical health and mental wellness above all else, and the best way to achieve that is to subscribe to a systematic planner.
There's a chapter in Lena Dunham's memoir, "Not That Kind of Girl," dedicated to platonic bed-sharing. It's called "Platonic Bed-Sharing: A Great Idea (For People Who Hate Themselves)"
Adults have failed us.
One-and-a-half months into Political Science 219, Dr. Freed's Section B class is still wondering whether or not his apparent love for Richard Nixon is ironic.
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It's no secret that the American people want change. For all the trouble and terror it's caused, our current political climate has sparked a longing for civic, healthy communities and less hostile hometown politics in the average American. Whether they want "the good old days," or a promise of "a new day on the horizon," every heart has its hopes for a better tomorrow. You can see these hopes in a neighbor's wave, a friend's face, a teacher's desperate lesson on civics.
It's that time of the year again! If you're in a frat, sorority or student org -- or if you have looked up from your phone while walking past the Seal -- you might know that it's student body election season. There's also a good chance you have no clue that there's an election going on: 40 percent of our survey respondents didn't.
The gray and blue stone shoots out over the tops of the uniform orange shingles of Bruges' buildings. Equally beautiful, yet somehow out of place, St. Salvator's Cathedral towers over the carefully crafted, old-timey Bruges like a grandfather sitting next to a 20-year-old with full makeup, striving to look old enough to get into a bar. The authenticity sometimes missing in the tourist packed streets oozes off of the cathedral.
I did something dumb last month. Or, I guess, I didn't do something, which was dumb -- I didn't take the antidepressant my doctor prescribed me over winter break.