All of my backpacks have featured some superfluous side alcove, a space for forgotten items. Strange things accumulate in such spaces.
The 21st century is officially 19 years old, and I’m still the same imperfect individual I’ve always been.
I discovered the dark side of University wildlife last Friday while driving with my friend Ian.
Enter my “Introduction to Clinical Psychology” class and the miraculous invention of the Rorschach test.
If there is one lesson to take away from this, it’s that National Treasure 2 can be rough.