What’s in a name?

Off the Beat

I realized our names don’t define us — instead we fill them with our own identities. My name has nothing to do with my dad and I’ve reclaimed it as mine. In the end, I’ve decided I don’t need to change my name. I’m happy with just making it my own.
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A half-white Christmas

Off the Beat

All I want for Christmas is to stop being asked what I am. As someone of multiracial heritage, navigating the concept of “otherness” prevents me from fully immersing myself in the festivities and experiences of my cultures.
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Fruitless conversations

Off the Beat

This moment with my cousin was memorable and valuable for both of us because these interactions with “the other side” are becoming fewer and fewer. The instant that we identify whether a person is a Democrat or a Republican, we often stop listening as we expect to learn nothing.
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When naughty is nice

Sex on Tuesday

I think the best gifts are things you know the recipient will love but that they would never go out and buy for themselves. For a lot of people, sex toys fit the bill.
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Making it through dead week

Off the Beat

Last semester, I did all my readings for one of my classes. I participated in class discussions, and I went above and beyond — surprising even myself — and found myself consistently in office hours. My work ethic made it seem like I had a steady grasp on the class. I understood
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Annals of Beauty

Miss Communication

There is an inconspicuous clinic on an unremarkable street lined with tall oak trees in which I spent the better part of an afternoon against my own good judgment and the advice of my close friends. I sat in a sterile waiting room — the walls were cream, the smell
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Communities of struggle

On the Mark

“Keep Calm and Carry On.” That was the message of my economics professor two weeks ago Thursday, when the UC Berkeley administration callously failed to suspend classes despite the apocalyptic air quality. Anybody who was on campus could feel how bad the air quality was. It hurt to breathe, and
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It’s hard to know

Mommy Issues

Becoming a mom made me realize so many things — the most important being my mom’s love for me. Now, I understand how heartbroken she must have been when she left her young daughter to go to work.
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Don’t do shit

Sex on Tuesday

I’m giving someone head, and they start laughing. They ask why I don’t suck their dick more often, even though I always make them cum and sex ends when they are finished. They ask as if I don’t care about their pleasure. I swear this person doesn’t even know where
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