We all know that one barista — the one that makes coffee like it’s an art form – the one that sticks in your brain as you exit the cafe, latte in hand, wondering who exactly they are and what makes them tick.
Whether you and your friends just couldn’t decide between Cancun or the Bahamas or you spent too much money on Roots this year to scrape together enough travel funds, you’ve decided to go home — there’s no shame in that!
College is essentially like being chased by a wild animal.
It had been a while since I actively felt homesick for Kenya. So when I started tearing up the other day after hearing “Africa,” by Toto, I was a bit surprised.
Every moment that was once vacant, silent became filled with recordings of political discourse or discussion of current events.
It didn’t matter that I was drained — skiing with friends that day is still one of the best memories I have made thus far in my second semester of college.
For me, the true differences between the North and South are differences in attitude and how people go about their day.
After the first mile, my thoughts fall away and my mind goes nearly blank.
It wasn’t special when I first bought it, but I think in its own way, my coat came to mean something.
I’m a little late on a lot of things.
If you’ve stepped foot in western Virginia for more than five minutes during your lifetime, you’ve likely noticed two things — there are a lot of mountains and a strangely disproportionate number of people who like to climb them.
My language is unique not only because of how it sounds but more so because of the way people respond to it.
My little brother and I have disagreed on a number of topics, but chief among them was the artistic merit of the band Nirvana.
I showed up at the inauguration to support my friend Jim. I was there, he was there, we were both wearing sneakers. The kids call that “hanging out.”
We all aspire to create a life for ourselves that makes others jealous or a life that we can rub in the face of our haters and competitors.
The thing about the fridge is it’s all right there.
I’ve written off schools, people, majors, clubs and organizations all because I’ve had a bit of information that I decided was enough to keep me away.
While you have this sociobiological need to be alone — i.e., to rest and recharge — you also have this desperate desire to not be alone.
I’m tired of being encouraged to be the best person.
Only those with exceptional decision-making skills would try one.
