“Finit hic deus” Recently, I have found myself being a sort of an adrenaline junky when it comes to horror. Ask me a couple of years ago to go watch a scary movie, and my response would’ve been “hell no.” I mean, I never understood
At the age of four, I was admitted early to kindergarten because I was going to turn five the following month anyway. So, every year, in all my years of going to school, I have always been the youngest in my class. People would tell
I think it’s funny how in some ice breakers teachers ask you to tell your partner why you’re taking this class or what you’re looking forward to because the default answer majority of the time is: This class is required for me to graduate. As I
I’d have to say this year that I’ve put quite a lot on my plate. Between taking 15 credit hours, being the newly appointed Managing Editor at The Sentry, and currently scouting for another part-time job to meet my financial burdens, it’s safe to
Most people would probably put The Office’s Michael Scott on the very bottom of a list of people to be compared to. He’s selfish, ignorant, offensive, and pretty much the definition of secondhand embarrassment. But I still don’t mind being compared to him. Just to
As I was walking around the dog park with my pups, I saw a man searching the ground in the middle of the field—grocery bags overflowing from his pockets, a large bag of poop hanging from one hand, and an inverted bag covering his other
This semester has been keeping me busy—very busy. With creating a weekly newspaper, taking classes packed with assignments, and caring for two big fur babies, one of my biggest fears is having to miss a day due to an accident or illness. And last week,
I’m sitting on the couch trying out every Snapchat filter on my face, taking 100 of the same pictures of my dogs sleeping on the couch next to me, and occasionally scrolling through Instagram to see the same posts I saw 10 minutes ago. I
When I was a senior in high school, my brother Adam introduced me to The Sentry (which was then called The Advocate). He was managing editor at the time and invited me to a pitch meeting. I went with him and it was both intimidating
I was born into a dog family. Within the first day of my life, I had already been licked by a dog (and probably fallen in love). Kona was the name of my family’s dog at the time, and I grew up with her. She was