Summer of 2014: I lie entirely immobile, maybe paralyzed but too lazy to check, in a bed of unwashed sheets littered with the crumbs of dozens of NutriGrain bars. Something rustles and squeaks beneath...

My friends and I walk through the streets of Staunton in Patagonia vests, knitted scarves, gloves and headbands, fighting the bitter cold and complaining about how windy it is, reapplying Burt’s Bees...

All I’m saying is, Travis Koshko better get his facts straight because I’m tired of waking up at 7 a.m. and rolling out of bed on mornings that, according to Mr. Koshko, the ground “will be coated...

Wallet, lipstick, keys, smartphone and pepper spray: all items that are supposed to be in my purse. Not too short of a skirt, not too tight of a top: what I’m supposed to wear in order to not be “asking...

Faster than a stampede of wild horses, customers began shuffling into the now-opened store. As I stand in awe, these eager individuals began plunging their way into the many stacks of sweatshirts and jeans...

  Black Friday shopping has become the epitome of what’s wrong with American families today. On Thanksgiving Day, families have lost the tradition of taking six hours to roast a turkey, while...

I’ve skipped school (sorry, Ms. Grimm), as I always do for too many days in October, to spend a day wandering through the woods. The walk began with my changing Spotify playlists four different times...

Open-faced sandwiches are impractical and weird-looking and kind of an obnoxious thing, really, like J-Woww’s boob job or studded heels or that wart on your thumb. But more disturbing than the sandwich...

Wow. That is all that I can say about these past couple of months. Wow, I can’t believe it’s senior year. Wow, I can’t believe I am applying to college. Wow, I can’t believe that I got into a college....

An unexpected fire drill around noon on a Tuesday. I was searching for my somehow lost backpack in the library when the bell rang and I was shuffled out to the student parking lot. The teachers screamed...