Me, my motivation: Our journey through the first week of spring semester

Here are the trials and tribulations my motivation and I had to go through during my first week of spring semester, and it was a long week.
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Here are the trials and tribulations my motivation and I had to go through during my first week of spring semester, and it was a long week.
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My body is composed of a slender torso with wide hips, cellulite and stretch marks, a warm vagina, a wart on my toe, cupid’s-bow lips, perpetually cold hands and a pair of sumptuous, pale breasts. My wide forehead lives behind thick bangs, and I have calves that double in size
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Have you ever been at a party — be it a frat, house or silent dance party — and decided it’s time to get the party poppin’?
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Be warned, Golden Bears! These resolutions have been known to tragically fail in the past, so don’t fall victim to the summer sloth.
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For many of us, three months straight of Crossroads, GBC, late-night cheesy sticks and far too many Gypsy’s calzones was too much to handle. We struggled to stay strong, had to resort to ramen every night and slowly became more and more sloth-like. Winter break was a wonderful chance for
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I spent a large portion of my youth with a pretty severe penis envy: I was obsessed with the idea that having a dick would make life so much easier, not to mention way more fun. I wanted to piss on shit with no regard for authority, to whip out my wang in the middle of a middle-school assembly like the psychotic kids I looked up to — I wanted to brag about my big balls in the locker room and woo the ladies with low-resolution dick pics from my Motorola RAZR.
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I found myself lying in a shallow pool of warm water about 10 inches deep and 10 times more buoyant than seawater. If I moved, the water tickling my arms reminded me that I wasn’t hopelessly adrift on the Dead Sea at night.
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What if we expanded and improved on that small student bubble of safety to create a society without shame — a collective community, where we meet others and ourselves with acceptance rather than judgment? An idyllic world playground filled with self-aware individuals, who teach children how to love themselves, to honor their bodies, whatever shape they come in, and to honor their preferences, whatever gender or sexuality or fluid, indefinable package they appear in.
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Bam, it’s June. If you haven’t carried a water bottle and earphones while wearing sweatpants and exercising shoes at the same time, this probably means that your fitness thing isn’t working out so well. According to get-fit tradition, summer’s like Christmas. The idea is to work your buttocks off for
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