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21 Years Ago

There’s a photo of me sitting in a stroller all bundled up with a fuzzy pink hat tied around my head, a yellow sweater, and some slip-on red shoes. My stroller stuck in the sand, the waves behind me and the pier framing the sunset are nothing compared to my...

Snap Spectacles Should Make a Comeback

Remember these? In November of 2016, Snapchat Inc. (now Snap Inc.) released their first generation of Spectacles and popped these cute vending machines (Snapbots) in many cities across the United States. These smart wearables, competing with Google Glasses also on the...

Begging for Respect: My Final Days on Exec

Choosing to run for a sorority exec position is a lot like entering a haunted house: those who have gone through the horror themselves will warn you of everything ahead, frighten you with their nightmarish stories, and advise you turn around while you can. But like...

It’s Never Too Late

My mother and I have a routine: at an unscheduled time every day, I would receive a phone call from my mother. If I sacrifice my sanity and answer, I am met with a 20 minute lecture on how I don’t call her enough, I don’t sleep enough and that I...

Happiness in Happy Valley

On March 3rd, 2020, I submitted three transfer applications. In May of that year, I was accepted to all three universities. A week before, two cops and a friendly woman stood outside the door to my freshman dorm room in Atherton, responding to a call they received...

Breaking Up with Ballroom Dance

I never really thought of myself as a quitter. For someone who’s hobby is discovering new hobbies, I’ve learned that persistence (just short of insanity) is necessary to the learning process, and mistakes are inevitable. When I stuck it out in AP US...

Adjusting to Being a Bad Luck Magnet

At some point in high school, one of my friends called me a “bad luck magnet,” and it stuck – among my family, at school, my friends. Everyone knew that wherever I went, bad luck seemed to follow. And I may just be frustrated and overwhelmed with...

Panhellenic Delegate

Before starting the semester, something that really made me anxious about returning for the fall was not being able to readjust to life in State College. My second year at Penn State I had fallen out of touch with friends and relationships I worked so hard to build my...

Renewing My Sense of Purpose

I’m currently experiencing an ugly combination of Sunday Scaries and Post-Saturday Shock and already anticipating another chaotic Monday the night before. I watched an entire town go from pumped and ready to defeated and depressed as they headed home on a rainy...