Even though sometimes I like to revel in my sappy nostalgia and eat a sleeve of Oreos, underneath that I’m still OK with it.
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.”
To be specific, I peaked during our homecoming football game. But it wasn’t even a big deal — I don’t even reminisce about Oct. 4, 2014 approximately 2:45 p.m. too often.
If you could rewind Father Time’s clock to move-in day your first year and re-do college, would you?
I’m conflicted about it because what am I even looking for in this fourth year, man?
As trading closes for the semester, we look back on this difficult-to-pin asset’s performance so far.
My Pokémon game won’t win itself
Before my Cavalier Daily life column, there was my middle school think piece, “The Gospel According to Johnny Boi.”
My login’s expiration date crept closer every day.
I’m not so much looking for more fun but more satisfaction with my lifestyle.
