“What are your hobbies?” For pretty much my entire life, my answer to the classic icebreaker has been reading. It’s been one of my only reliable means...

At the top of the page in big black lettering read “Hardey Hall Room 316.” Hands shaking, I plugged Hardey Hall into Google and was met with the resul...

Don’t get me wrong, I adore our campus, worship its magnificent architecture, and feel at home in its welcoming community. But sitting in the same cha...

There is something deeply soothing about uncomfortability.  Through challenging my insecurities head-on, I’ve grown to derive more fun from the thi...

In the modern, superficial, forever-online world that always wants to sell you something, nostalgic tech is a rare breed: it is offline, it is permane...

For Harris, the Sept. 10 debate was more like an audition. It was the first time many American voters had seen her in an unscripted setting since the ...

Whether you’re a Christian, a member of a different religion, or skeptical of faith as a whole, you have to actively and intentionally engage with the...

“And how would you like that prepared?” I ask with a gleaming smile. She pauses, shutters, and lets out an impatient yet staunch, “Cooked please.” I f...

“Is that a Canada Goose?”  “Um, no, it’s not.”  “Oh good! I don’t know if I could speak to you again if it were.”

Freshman year, it felt almost impossible not to compare everything about my college life to the college lives of my friends at other schools. From cla...