You Can’t Make Me Drive
I have a confession: I’m twenty years old, and I don’t know how to drive. Actually, that might be an exaggeration. I took driver’s ed...
A Leaf Peeper’s Guide to Peeping
As a lifetime resident of New England, I can attest to the fact that the fall foliage here is beautiful. I can also attest to...
How Your Underwear Can Dictate Your Future
Audrey Hepburn probably said something about how a lady’s undergarments say the most about her. She was a wise and classy lady, that Audrey. Throughout...
Puritan Suburbia
ELIAS: Good morrow, neighbor! How fares thee on this fine day? JEZEBEL: Good morrow, Elias. ‘Tis a fine day indeed. I’m faring well, sweeping my porch and...
The Cool Mom of 2015
My homies, it’s time to face the truth: Mean Girls, arguably the defining movie of our generation, is eleven years old. Even though we’ll keep...
My First Rejection
In terms of the college process, I’d say things worked out pretty well for me. I’m pumped to be here and I’m enjoying every second...
Dear Sci-Fi, Where Are All the Men-Bots?
I really like Science Fiction movies. They are thrilling, intellectually engaging, and kind of sexy, because they allow me to envision a future in which...
Don’t Diss My Teeth: Seriously, It’s a Long Story
The innocuous seven-year old boy didn’t know he had opened Pandora’s box. Every week I help mentor a 2nd grade class at an after-school program....
Malia, Malala, and Me
Sometimes people go to parties. Sometimes people go to parties, and Malia Obama is there. Sometimes it’s hard for people to think of words to...
The Trials of (Cactus) Motherhood
While hustling to the Ratty on a mission for tater tots and Rhody Fresh milk, I was distracted by a casual yet calculated display of...