Off the beat: I want you to know

I write because I want you to know exactly how it feels to sleep on a borrowed pillow on the floor of an empty apartment with new brown carpet. I want you to know it precisely.
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Off the beat: The Cat Fancy conundrum

I’m going to make this about myself for a hot minute if that’s alright. This is what columns are for anyhow — deluding oneself that you’re significant enough to publish many sentences that begin with the word “I.” So, here I go. I’ve been watching a lot of those “Oscar
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Piercing the way to maturity

I got my belly button pierced in a fit of quasi-teenage rebellion on my 18th birthday. Most people allow having a needle jabbed through their abdomens to look cool, to have an excuse to show off their abs or to join the exclusive cult of the navel-pierced. But for me,
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Same as it never was

CaliforMiacation

Although all the other parts of our lives are perpetually changing, at least one thing is truly stable: the past. Even if we have no idea who we are or who we want to be, we can always remember who we’ve been. Despite having been overwhelmed about starting UC Berkeley,
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Discipline and the Olympics

As the Olympics came to a close this past weekend, I couldn’t help but feel a sense of sadness. I could not care less about the sporting events — from swimming to shot put to table tennis, it’s all Greek to me — but I will miss the athletes, those
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Making (believe) a difference

CaliforMiacation

As we maneuver our way through life, we’re constantly giving massive amounts of advice to one another every day — from what to wear to what music to download, from which classes to take to which books to read; the influence we have on one another is inescapable.
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Talking to strangers

My parents have always instructed me not to talk to strangers, and, as a kid, I took this command with utmost seriousness. In fact, I would say I took this instruction to an extreme degree. I’d shut my mouth, lock it and throw away the key.
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Plugging into literature

A torrent of words and information — PowerPoint slides, textbook pages, text messages, Tumblr posts — pervades every moment of a college student’s day. The act of reading consumes class and homework time, and perusing blog posts and Facebook messages fills leisure time. Understandably, this endless stream of letters has left
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Make things your own

Salas in solace

Stoves that don’t turn on, lights that won’t turn off and a heater that has a tendency to light things on fire: just a few of the fun things that the previous tenants of my apartment left for my roommates and me. So far, we have survived just fine, and I’ve kind of managed to make myself comfortable in the rather stereotypical ramshackle college apartment I now live in.
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Leavening the psyche

Michelle's mish-mosh

The scent permeates the household in a fit of yeasty seduction. That sweet, heavy flavor conjures memories of mornings in the kitchen, picnics with gingham tablecloths and evenings flowing with wine and cheese. Bread is the simplest form of sustenance, enjoyed by the poor man and the king alike.
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