Voices/Op-ed

I can’t believe that three years ago I was writing an article about my then-senior brother “leaving the nest."

“There's nothing scientific about it, so it's just fun to see if the groundhog sees his show or not."

“I spent a lot of time mentoring the people on my team."

“Running around the city made me feel like we were in Home Alone."

“‘Aura’ is a brain-rot way of analyzing how cool you are."

"It's a little daunting to think that's the world we are going into next."

Yes, in a city in a country where the temperatures don’t get below 64 degrees fahrenheit in December, the resort keeps thirty-something Penguins in an enclosure.

“They whip the gelato a lot to make it so big so they are basically selling you air.” 

“This feels like I’m on FaceTime with a best friend.”

“When I attended my first summit during freshman year, I didn’t realize the full effect human trafficking has on Atlanta and beyond."

"I think leopard print is god awfull...Same with the coquettish bow stuff.”

Thinking about it, I could have easily walked right past some explosives that previous afternoon. 

Are these nuggets real chicken? Real meat even? Who knows? And frankly, who cares when they taste as good as they do?

Are you expected to cook nonstop all day?!,” she asked, to which I replied that it’s part of the standard Thanksgiving experience. 

I have explored almost every aspect of our school, from the grade floor that was introduced my sophomore year to what it’s like dating someone from Westminister for my junior year Valentine’s Day article.