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(01/29/18 11:08pm)
When I began my college experience at USC, I thought white people (or any nonblack person) would know not to say the N-word, or at least realize that there is a social stigma with saying it. But, no. Many students believe it is OK to say it because we have 21 Savage or Rae Sremmurd performing at homecoming and the N-word is in their lyrics. NEWSFLASH! Those artists are black, and it’s not disrespectful when they repeat it.
(01/29/18 11:10pm)
For student artists, college can seem to be paradise of opportunity. Easy access to studios, master classes, college-provided performance opportunities and other benefits create in the environment of USC and other colleges the ultimate hideaway for nurturing the newborn careers of young artists.
(11/29/17 6:15pm)
As the United States is growing larger and larger, many people would believe that this influx of diversity would bring to a lot of change within the educational systems to meet the needs of all its students. Every year, many students are excited when Christmas rolls around and they have the opportunity to have a few days set aside to really enjoy their religious holiday. But have you ever thought about what students of other faiths have to do when their religious day of observance comes around?
(11/29/17 7:29pm)
You probably know that you have an elected official responsible for decisions that affect your day-to-day life, but do you know how to get in touch with that person? Do you know who that person is?
(01/29/18 11:00pm)
South Carolina’s wintertime is a great escape from the usual intolerable heat, but sadly, this new chilly air also brings far fewer choices of fruits and vegetables at the Soda City market (open each Saturday from 9 a.m. to 1 p.m.) If you’re like me and you love farmers markets, you go despite the cold just to see what’s in season. But when you arrive, your only choices are as random as pecans and mushrooms or as foreign as bok choy, a type of Chinese cabbage. Some may see this and give up, turning instead to Top Ramen noodles or coffee. But others can see this as a challenge, a chance to prove their food creativity. Yes, some of the produce seems just as strange as Columbia getting a snowstorm, but everyone knows that college is the best time for experimenting. So get out of your comfort zone and into the kitchen.
(11/29/17 3:30pm)
*Names changed for anonymity.
(01/29/18 11:22pm)
Like many other sexually frustrated and emotionally unstable high schoolers, I was unable to truly come to terms with my sexuality until college. I went to school in an exceptionally rural and conservative part of South Carolina. The majority of students were white, heterosexual, upper-middle class individuals. I joined the Gay-Straight Alliance my freshman year, where I found a niche group of people that I could identify with. I remained in the club throughout high school, until I eventually became a co-president of the organization my senior year, despite my closeted sexuality.
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(10/10/17 4:24pm)
Well, it’s been a mere three weeks since I’ve last checked in and it has truly been a whirlwind of a time.
(10/12/17 9:48pm)
The first time that I went to get help with the university’s mental health services—a step that took a lot of me to make—I left the entire experience feeling smaller, less heard and less supported than I had in a long time. This was due almost entirely to directional errors and logistical oversights.
(10/10/17 8:00pm)
Burritos are one of the greatest inventions in the history of mankind. Forget Johannes Gutenberg’s printing press and Alexander Graham Bell’s telephone. Burritos are an art form: an entire, well-rounded meal wrapped up neatly in a tortilla. Truly flawless in conception. Burritos were artfully designed to make the eating experience a pleasurable, portable one. The guy who invented the burrito should be in the history books. He should be in the dictionary next to “genius.”
(10/10/17 7:00pm)
Contrary to what the temperature would have you believe, September has arrived and with it, football season. I’ve never been that much of a sports person, but nevertheless, I’m here to spread some Gamecock spirit. While I lack the attention span to enjoy an eternity-long quarter, there’s something that always will pull me out of the house and into the stadium on Saturdays:
(10/10/17 7:00pm)
This interview transcription is the first of four installments in a new, recurring series called While I Have the Floor. The concept for this piece evolved from a desire to provide a space in our magazine for considerate, thoughtful discussion of political, religious and cultural differences between student organizations. Diversity grows along with the student population every year, and as a magazine, we want to be a platform for every student voice, as long as they have something to say.
(10/10/17 6:30pm)
Three tequila shots later, I stumbled into my room.
(10/10/17 6:00pm)
The vision for this shoot focuses on Eve’s modern identity. I believe that she was a strong woman who was essential to the creation of man. Without her decision to sin, we would not have this world. As college students, we are faced with many tough decisions: what classes to take, who to surround ourselves with and who we are going to become. Eve is a warning to all of the students coming in this year: no matter what decision you make, it has to come from a place of purpose. This style shoot was inspired by the different stages of Eve’s life and how she transitioned into a more experienced and well-rounded modern figure from the protection and security that she once had in the garden. We could all learn from the decisions that Eve made and the troubles that she faced. We must all be aware of our surroundings, the people that may influence us and the balance of good and evil.
(10/10/17 5:30pm)
We continued to feel bad for them, continued to ask if there was a similar kind of restaurant for women — because that might make it okay — and continued to point out that we thought there was something similar, but it wasn’t a chain — there was just one, in Dallas, maybe. We’d Googled it once.
(10/10/17 5:00pm)
On Spring Break the boys dig a hole in the sand,
(10/10/17 4:30pm)
I’m sitting in a chair I pushed far back into the corner of the room so I could see all the dancers and stay far out of their way. We’re in a large, rectangular room with a pinkish beige floor and a wall of mirrors in the Columbia Music Festival Association building. In the corner near the door, there’s a large piano. I can’t remember ever being in a room like this myself, only seeing it in television shows or “Step Up” movies.
(10/10/17 4:00pm)
When I walk in, I first notice the smell — earthy, floral, clean. It’s difficult to place, but matches the soothing slate gray floors and curving couches in colors such as “island green” and “Florida Keys blue.” A plethora of tropical plants seem just too perfect until my ears register two people with dark green watering cans discussing how best to maintain the many beds and pots. Altogether, the expansive main lobby feels vaguely like a greenhouse or spa.