By: Sandra Vo, Staff Writer
When my teacher passes out the precut pink paper hearts, I eye the foam stickers that sit in the center of the table, their glittery surface enough to captivate any kindergartener’s attention. Having only just turned six years old, my palms still retain their baby fat and even despite my best efforts, I align them crookedly on the paper.
“These are Mother’s Day invitations,” my teacher announces. I’m not sure what that means, but she warns us again not to cover up the words printed on the paper with any of our decorations. Once my paper appears satisfactorily covered with puffy stickers, I trace the outline of the lace trim on the invitation, mesmerized by its texture. My fellow peers chatter animatedly around me, showing off their hearts with beaming smiles.
Read MoreBy: Morgan Jacobus, Editor in Chief and Carly Compesi, Staff Writer
Crafting, or making anything really, can be a great way to relax, de-stress, and give your mind a break. For me, I like to listen to music, or even watch tv while I make things. It is so satisfying to see a completed project. It is almost therapeutic, and I highly recommend it.
So, you in? Carly and I have a few inexpensive, relatively easy and simple crafts you can do. After all, we are in college.
Read MoreBy: Armando Covarrubias, Staff Writer/ Cartoonist
Forgive me Lord for I have sinned. I have strayed from your light and now I am broken. As I lay on my knees upon your house. As the fear of what is yet to come, an inquisitor, dressed in garbs of red, black, and white with golden embellishments, carries the book in one hand, and the cone on the other. By her side was an acolyte wearing white robes. The inquisitor looked down at me and stared into my eyes, or rather into my soul.
She asks me, “Do you have any idea of the weight of your sins?”
Read MorePart I: Mania
Paul Bookes was better than everyone else in every possible way except one, his distinct and almost immediately perceptible inability to let go. He was smart, yes, and strong, handsome to a fault, straight teeth like marble columns, sleek brown hair and glistening crystalline blue eyes. However, despite his physical attractiveness and numerous academic achievements, including a master’s degree in God-Knows-What, his home was stacked to the ceiling with books, papers, CDs, maps, trinkets, and photographs of pearl of a woman he called Savannah (the one who disappeared)…
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