by WSS intern, Fiona Armstrong-Pavlik Sometimes, I worry about myself. And then I worry about everything else that I could possibly have to deal with. Is that kid next to me tapping his pen? Or am I hallucinating that sound? Is there a disease where hallucinating the sound of someone tapping a pen is a symptom? Oh, wait. He is
by wss intern, Stephon Berry I remember Jasmine, Willie, and Davarus. The summer of pyros. I remember finding it. A crow as black night, which was extremely weird, I remember every aspect as clearly as if I’m reliving the entire experience at this moment. It was the middle of a Chicago summer, 97 degrees out. There were 300 seagulls in
by WSS intern, Alyssa Hancock It has been staring me in the face for about 20 minutes now. It shines in the light and mocks me. I feel as though I may throw up. All because of a stupid hair. This hair is just sitting there. Right on the back of the guy in front of me. He is a
by WSS intern, Hannah Merrill It is a common headline–another athlete suspended for a drug violation, or a coach fired for his involvement in a sexual scandal. Â But you probably missed the news that Michelle Kwan, one of the most accomplished athletes in American history and a sports ambassador for the U.S. State Department, had been inducted into the Figure
And then all of a sudden it appeared in the facebook news feed. The usually endless tsunami of information about drama, violation of personal lives, and the occasional picture of some guy shirtless in his own bathroom was interrupted by something with a difference face. Something about Christmas. Christmas, characteristically a time of family, love, presents, and of course Baby
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