Welp, it’s now my time to write my 30.
I initially wanted to join the Texan to take pretty photos as a hobby, thinking photography could never amount to a career. I tried out and found that...
Whew, so this is really it, huh?
Coming in as a transfer student, I had no idea where my place would be on campus.
But here we are, one summer and five semesters later, and the Texan ultimately...
The day after I received my first assignment as a general reporter at The Daily Texan, I had a panic attack and quit.
I never considered myself a journalist until The Daily Texan made me into one. I...
How do you write about the end? How do you encapsulate four years in a place that gave you every high and low you never expected? I’m not entirely sure, but I know it wasn’t perfect. My time...
Let me begin by saying that these past five semesters working in this basement have been … cathartic. I’ve made playlists for people I’ve met in here. Watched my Tupperware rotate in...
Thank you to Faith for getting me into this organization. We stayed in the same dorm freshman year on the same floor, so it was inevitable that we would become such good friends. Through your encouragement,...
I’m going to be honest, I still don’t know what I’m doing.
When I joined the Texan as a columnist my first semester of freshman year, I’d stay up past midnight to see if my columns...
After six semesters, six comics editors, three different job descriptions and four sketchbooks, it is finally time for me to say goodbye to my beloved corner of the basement.
This corner isn’t...
Through my nine years working on five different yearbook committees, I never once imagined I would eventually defect to newspaper. In fact, the first time Jason realized I was a computer science honors...
Walking across campus with Spotify on shuffle, I pause mid-step when Jorge Drexler’s “Todo se transforma” starts to play. The song immediately brings up feelings of the love, humor and...
If someone had told me that I would be a comics editor, sitting in The Daily Texan basement batting illustration ideas back and forth between the senior staff, laughing until I had tears in my eyes and...
Earlier this semester, I found myself in the precarious position of being the only design staffer present during open house. As a young freshman interested the Texan stood beaming in front of me, I was...
