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...

My first ever sports media availability ended with me riding in the back of a police car.  Seriously. Someone unsuccessfully tried to aggressively swipe my baseball season press pass in front of the...

Throughout my first couple of years at UT, I was constantly looking for something worthwhile to spend my time doing. Before joining the Texan, I would go to class, head back to my apartment and watch sports....

I only vaguely remember my first time running a production night. In the mad rush to deadline and the chaos of the copy log, things get slightly blurry. What I do remember is that I had no idea what a...

One thing about me is I crave community. Growing up in a small suburb in San Antonio, Texas and attending a high school with a graduating class of 100 students, a community was never hard to find. When...

My sophomore year, I applied to the opinion department on a whim. I had already been rejected from The Texan twice and figured, “I have opinions, how hard is it to write my opinion.”  Very hard,...

Monday, October 15, 1979. Hatchett is written in The Daily Texan 19 times. Wednesday, May 5, 1982 brings the first Hatchett by-line. If you told me 6 semesters ago, I would have 2 by-lines, a couple pictures,...

When I close my eyes and try to picture my life without the Texan, I just find myself staring at the back of my eyelids like someone who can’t conjure an apple in their mind. Let the record show, I can...

I first attended orientation as one of 15 people with my video on in a Zoom room of over 300. I was in my room on a chilly February evening, and I took notes. The last time I attended orientation, I was...

I came into UT hoping to become an engineer, and through a long complicated series of events, eventually found myself in the school of communications. But before I was even accepted into Moody there was...