It was my sophomore year at UF. I was deep into classes for my major, juggling a part-time job, internship and trying to find time to enjoy the Gators football season. I had just moved from a dorm into my first apartment and was trying my best to learn how to do adult things like shop for groceries for the week and pay the cable bill.
We wish that DeSantis would reevaluate why he prioritizes the right to party over the right to public assembly or the right to vote. Fighting for the right of college students to party is a very strange hill to die on.
Our mental health is inseparable from our environment, yet we can do certain things to reduce the chaos and restore moments — if not more — of relative calm and safety.
We are working hard to support you in your college experience under these trying circumstances, while still creating a safer and healthier environment. We will continue to do so, and we are counting on you to do your part as well.
As a first-generation college student, I dreamt about graduation day and walking out to my family afterwards to bask in the joy of my accomplishments. I never dreamt about going to football games, basketball games or anything of the like. My academics meant more to me than anything else at UF, given they were the main reason why I was there.
We are in this together.
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