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Making Memories for Better or Worse

Categorizing some of the best and worst memories of the year always feels like they happened yesterday. I can remember not too long ago some of my best memories: petting a pig for the very first time (who was notably named Katniss Eversqueal) and being

Giving Thanks

After this week, there will be two weeks left in this semester, and for me, my last semester with some of my favorite professors. Fittingly, with Thanksgiving right around the corner, I have decided to dedicate this column to my English professors and how thankful

A Work in Progress

This semester has been one of the most challenging semesters  of my college career thus far and it has made it very hard for me to be appreciative and proud of what I have and accomplished because it seems there are external forces of nature

The Minority Report

For the next four days I will be in Washington D.C. attending the annual Associated Collegiate Press Conference (ACP). To say the least, the ACP is an amazing opportunity that I am so grateful to attend and be a part of amongst my Sentry colleagues,

Gotham City

The following story occurred the night of Oct. 12:  I decided to brush aside the negative connotations associated with Joker when I decided to see it with a group of friends late at night. This isn’t a story about Joker but I will say this:

In Time

There’s nothing that messes with your perception of time more than a microwave. Perhaps this is just me but two minutes waiting for a bag of popcorn consists of a whole trip to the laundry room AND folding my clothes only to find out I

Ayse Papatya Bucak comes to CU Denver

On the evening of Sept. 16, CU Denver hosted author, professor, and contributing editor to the University’s very own Copper Nickel, Ayse Papatya Bucak, to read from her newly released book The Trojan War Museum and Other Stories.   The Trojan War Museum and Other

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I redact everything I said about two weeks ago about using my hair as a restorative and healing process—that was bullshit. I’m too impatient and couldn’t handle the blonde anymore (I cringed every time I stepped into the sun because it shined so bright it brought

The good and the bad

It was about a week ago I found myself in my usual routine to class. It was on the way that I saw a woman sat at a desk, crying. Her phone was in her hand as she nodded to the screen, wiping the tears

A Doll’s House Part 2 is a static follow up

On Sept. 6, the Denver Center of Performing Arts (DCPA) Theatre Company transported its audiences back to 1870s Norway into the life of Nora Helmer, her husband Torvald, and their four kids. The revolutionary and classical play A Doll’s House, written by Henrik Ibsen, was