Dear reader, I have to be honest — this doesn’t really feel like the end. For months now, I’ve been building up the idea of the end of senior year in my head. An emotional culmination of four...

Dear Reader, As spring begins and the college application process comes to a close, I suddenly find myself in the same shoes that so many seniors before me have stood in: not knowing at all what my...

Dear Reader, I have a problem with hoarding, to put it bluntly. Maybe it comes from my constant crafting, but I “simply” can’t throw away any handmade thing. It started in middle school, around...

Dear Reader, As an underclassman, I used to hate being dateless on Valentine’s Day. To be fair, it’s bound to put a damper on the month — other than chocolate being 75% off, there's little...

Dear Reader, I’ll admit it – I love complaining. I think everyone does, even if they'd never say so out loud.   I wouldn’t describe myself as someone who’s negative all the time, since...

Dear Reader, I never used to be the type of person who was afraid of getting older. I can’t remember ever flipping through childhood photo albums wistfully or crying at my elementary or middle school...

Dear Reader, I’ve never been great at first meetings, but luckily, we’ve met before and hopefully that means you aren’t expecting too much from me. My fear of first meetings is built on the realization...

Dear Reader, It still doesn’t feel real to me that I’m a senior — that somehow, months from now, I will be walking across the stage in the football field with my diploma in hand. I blame the...

Dear Reader, This is one of the last firsts I’ll have as a senior. So please don’t judge me if I get tangled up in my own thoughts. When I first thought about myself getting older, I cried. I...