On January 17, the Denver Center for the Performing Arts (DCPA) introduced You Lost Me by Bonnie Metzgar. The title is fitting for a play that possesses all the qualities of an interesting story but fails to live up to its own expectations. Overall, You
Love, Actually I think it’s safe to say we’ve all experienced a time in our life where we couldn’t exactly put into words what we were feeling. I’ve always associated this experience with love. To feel love is what I can only describe as complex, but
Greatest Achievement I find myself standing at the same double doors with a plaque just above and an inscription that reads “agatha cement restive.” And while I pay no mind to the indecipherable words, upon entering the corridor, the floors light up, revealing framed photos that
The conversations all go the same: “What have you been up to?” “Oh, I’m finishing up school here soon, it’s a little nerve racking but I’m hopeful.” And I beg to myself, to Something, to you, “Please don’t tell me I’ll figure it out. But
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
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
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
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,
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:
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