Sickness puts everything into perspective. Since our last production night, I’ve found myself in a cycle of illness, with fevers, aches, congestion, and more phlegm manufacturing than my body can handle. For the first time in years I had to miss our weekly pitch meeting—to
Until I went to college, I was the queen of bad writing habits. I thought starting a piece with a quote, inserting clichés, and asking rhetorical questions made my writing stand out among my peers. CU Denver’s English Writing program quickly snapped me out of
After a blustery, snow-filled vacation, school is back in session. Denver has welcomed me back with its usual big city comforts: expensive parking at every corner, geese feces littering the sidewalk, and stressed students rushing to their classes, wishing they could extend their couch time
It’s the best time of the year: I live for Christmas. Not only does CU Denver have an outrageously long (and appreciated) winter break, the holiday is filled with extensive cheer: there are simple traditions and family time and a quiet return to my hometown.
It’s been a long week. Since last Tuesday, the United States as we know it has changed forever. There have been rallies and protests, hate crimes and invalidations, solidarity and division. I’ve seen this week bring out the best in some people and the very
When I was 16, things were different. I thought softball was my entire life, I quoted music lyrics for my Facebook statuses, and I had a freckled face full of acne. I was a junior in high school, trying to sort out my talents and
Six months ago, I worried for my future. I woke up every day for weeks, stressed and concerned; though I had been hired as Editor in Chief, it was uncertain if the Sentry would continue to exist. A large chunk of my identity— including my
A break, no matter how brief, can do a person a lot of good. This past weekend I returned to my hometown of Gunnison, Colo. and recharged my batteries—surrounded by fallen leaves, snow-topped mountains, and plenty of small-town charm. One perk to dating my high
Sunday night the second presidential debate took place at Washington University in St. Louis, MO, and once again America was reminded why Donald Trump should not be president. Again, the victor was Hillary Clinton. Trump failed to answer a single question he was asked— even
FEELINGS OF FALL Fall drips with nostalgia. Memories trickle and dribble as they resurface, simultaneous to falling leaves as they drift and sway to the ground. The cold months are nothing short of misery, where we aim to forget; autumn serves as a lasting grasp