I routinely spent my freshman year weeknights writing stories until the sun rose. Ahead of my noon deadlines later in the day, I was quite literally a writer in the dark. I’m once again starting something...

If someone were to take a look through the objects and thoughts that consist of my life, I don’t know what they’d find.  From the outside, things don’t look amazing. At the ripe old age of 20,...

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Write, edit, post, repeat. That sums up what my past three years at the Texan have been like.  OK, just kidding. My time at the Texan has meant so much more than those simple words and all of the...

Out of all the articles I’ve written in my short-lived writing career, this feels like the most difficult one I’ve had to do so far. How am I supposed to sum up the best experience of university in...

As my senior year comes to a close, I’ve been thinking about the worn-in sentiment that college years are the best of your life. And while I certainly hope that isn’t true, I can say working at The...

Oh, shit. My eyes are swelling up. I haven’t even started writing this and I am spiraling into a whirlwind of panic, sadness, anxiety and happiness.   But here I am. In the Basement on a Friday...

While interviewing for a senior sports reporting position in my second semester with the Texan, I made a grave error in taking the phone call on speaker from my childhood bedroom.  When then-sports...

When I applied to The Daily Texan during my first semester at UT, I felt like I was applying for the New York Times. I know … that seems dramatic … because it definitely was. But instead of walking...

In my first semester at UT I spent many nights in my Jester dorm room, unfulfilled and upset by the let-down I felt college was. I received rejections from various organizations around campus, causing...

I will never forget the day my first article was due. I stood outside of Gregory Gym desperately looking for a student source an hour before my deadline, willing myself to talk to someone.  “We need...

One phrase I’ve been associating with the Texan as of late is “die a hero or see yourself become a villain,” so here I am: in my villain era. Two semesters ago, I made a joke that for my 30, I’d...