The Journey of a Yerd
A yearbook nerd’s reflection on doing yearbook for six years When I was a freshman in high school, I remember filling out a form during my English class that expressed
Illinois Happened for a Reason
A very recent alumna’s reflection on the opportunities of four years at Illinois When I was applying for colleges a little over four years ago, I was fortunate enough to
One Book, One Campus, One Group of People Brought Together By One Person
Meeting Jamie Tworkowski with the TWLOHA UIUC UChapter On June 30 at 1:02 p.m., my twin sister, Amanda, received a text from our best friend Carly: “If you’re free right
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(S)Portlandia Adventures
This semester, I decided to take an overload semester just for a chance of going to Portland. As difficult as all of the school was at times, I’m glad I
Legendary: Honoring Kobe Bryant and His Dedication
The following post is something I wrote after I first heard about Kobe Bryant’s decision to retire after the 2015-16 season, after reading his farewell letter to the sport of
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A Decade of TWLOHA
Wednesday, March 30 marks the 10th anniversary of To Write Love on Her Arms. While I haven’t been completely invested in TWLOHA since its start, I have known about the organization
Thank you, Captain
I thought it was over. It was already a few minutes past 2 p.m. The trade deadline had come, and it seemed as though the Bulls were standing pat despite
Favorite Books of 2015
For someone who wants to be a writer, I honestly don’t read too many books. Most of the books I read throughout the year are books assigned for school, and
New Year’s Eve 2015: Holding on to Hope
As I’m writing this, there are less than four hours until the New Year. I’m not one to make New Year’s resolutions, and I’m not really one to celebrate New
Two Decades
Four weeks ago, I turned 20 years old. I didn’t think much of it then, and I don’t think much of it now. I don’t find birthdays too exciting anymore. When