3:00 am. At first glance, one would find a rather dormant scene at my house, as expected at such a late hour. The only sounds that fill the halls are cacophonous snores that echo to the tune of an autumn night’s dream. But upon closer inspection, the dim glow of a cell phone and the scratching of pencil against paper reveal that, at least in my room, things are very much alive. I have become habituated to my roommates, Alacrity...

I am no stranger to nostalgia. I encounter her every time I flip through my collection of yearbooks—each meticulously documented and ordered from kindergarten to eleventh grade—or scroll through what seems to be miles of posts on Facebook to find a comment from months ago. We meet every time I sort through my “Memory Box,” a tattered gold box containing childhood relics ranging from my Baptism candle to a key for every Disney hotel my family has ever...

My favorite joke is told as follows. “There once lived a cheerio named Maeve Cheerio. Despite the unfortunate fact that Maeve was merely a commonplace Cheerio, she dreamed of a day when she could become a Honey Nut Cheerio, the highest regarded Cheerios in all the land. This was no easy feat, as Maeve would have to maneuver the entire Cheerio hierarchy to obtain such a status. And so, Maeve worked determinedly at the local Cheerio Factory in the hopes...

Medill. Period. Those who pronounce the period at the end of “Medill.” are part of “secret society” of sorts, the select few who have had experiences on Northwestern’s campus that many aspire to have. I was a part of the 2013 Medill-Northwestern Journalism Institute, so I had the rare opportunity to call Northwestern University—and the Medill School of Journalism—my home for five weeks. During these five weeks, Hinman Dining Hall became my kitchen, Norris Student Center became my...

After college, I have outlined four potential courses of action, including: 1) attending graduate school, 2) attending law school, 3) pursuing a journalism career at a publication, or 4) pursuing a career in politics by...

Though Northwestern University was my dream school, I ultimately chose UNC because it was the best education...

UNC is well-known for having a wide array of extracurricular activities to the point where I don't believe there is a single most...

At UNC in particular, one must begin college with clear goals and intentions if one wants to be either a pre-med or business school...

Because many of the schools I applied to (namely OSU, FSU, and University of Florida) were back-up schools who's quality of education was not...