Walking on a treadmill shouldn’t elicit a derisive remark from a fellow gym-goer, yet more than once a man has approached me and said something akin to, “You call that running?” No matter how hard I try to convince myself that embarrassment shouldn’t be the go-to reaction, I walk away from the gym trying to hide my reddening cheeks.
The notion that being in college and living a healthy lifestyle are mutually exclusive is concerning. Treating sleep deprivation as a given and sleep as a luxury feeds an unhealthy culture of impossible standards
While navigating everyday life, we often neglect our responsibility to the environment. Our actions have consequences for the environment, and we should care.
Trump’s disinvitation of the Eagles is likely one of the firsts in many cancellations to come. As more players join the national anthem protest, we should definitely expect to see more NFL teams turned away by the White House. But luckily for us, Trump does not have much say in football.
Entering exams with full health will prevent uncomfortable exam conditions for other students and also give rise to much better test results. Otherwise, any student who falls ill at semester’s end should expect to take final exam makeups in the next semester, as this policy will likely be in effect for the foreseeable future at Penn.
With a balancing act like no other, it becomes exceedingly difficult for student-athletes at Penn to perform well without forgoing their physical and mental health.
With a balancing act like no other, it becomes exceedingly difficult for student-athletes at Penn to perform well without forgoing their physical and mental health.
The notion that being in college and living a healthy lifestyle are mutually exclusive is concerning. Treating sleep deprivation as a given and sleep as a luxury feeds an unhealthy culture of impossible standards
While navigating everyday life, we often neglect our responsibility to the environment. Our actions have consequences for the environment, and we should care.
For many Penn students, New York often seems the only possible destination after graduation. You might think you need to do whatever it takes to make it there.
For a long time, I passed my Bachelor obsession off as escapism. I would watch episodes of it on my phone at the gym. It was the digital version of Skinny Pop, a sort of entertainment nothing with just the right coating of ballgowns and beaches to make it go down easy.
There’s a fine line between overstepping a boundary sheathed in judgement and crossing that boundary because you’re concerned for someone’s health. Straddling this line is difficult and confusing, but it begins with a conversation.
As a rule of thumb, one should always avoid saying things they wouldn’t otherwise say to a white person. It’s always those good-natured comments like “I voted for Obama” or “I love Chinese food” that end up being deceptively hurtful.
The opinion pages should help us understand and make sense of the world, and it is my duty to do the investigations so readers don’t have to.
I’m starting to realize that, just as I’ll never find the single interpretation of a poem or novel, I’ll never have “it” quite figured out.
I used to obsess over being remembered. If my name was on enough walls or mastheads, it would prove that all the hours were worth it.
What made my 20-plus hour weeks at the office worth it was seeing people read the paper every morning and knowing I had a role to play in making that happen.
My whole life, I have pictured greatness as Instagram flashes of beautiful girls fisting champagne on boats, people in fine coats promenading down Fifth Avenue.
While we wait for the results of yet another vague, directionless task force, we can be there for our friends, supporting each other through the constant intensity of life on this campus.
I’m still far from the best version of myself … but no matter what, whether my days are productive or failure-ridden, when my head hits the pillow I know that I matter.
Yet, in 20 years from now, I may not be able to recite a single column I worked on, both as a writer and as an editor. I will, however, always remember the impact those people at the DP left on my life.
I loved, and still love, Penn, and I woke up on my plastic twin mattress feeling grateful to be here. But I also saw a campus steeped in classism, bigotry, and sexism.
I understand now the importance of balance and the value of just being present with those you love.
Solutions by The State News
