Confessions of a 21-year-old trick-or-treater

Mariecar Mendoza Out of all the seasons in the year, summer is a surprisingly close second to the fall as one of my favorites. Despite the start of school, autumn has always managed to turn me into a giddy little…

I'm not a wuss, really

James Mellor I’m a 22-year-old, 6-foot-2-inch, 205 pound, athletic male. I play rugby, have been in wild land fires and have moved to a foreign country by myself. Not a lot of things frighten me, but one thing I am…

U.S. drinking culture distorted

Nick Coury Being a Christian of legal drinking age brings up a number of moral questions within my groups of friends, some being Christian and others not.  In my opinion, the issue is more complex than simply to drink or…

I heart beer

Joe Sargent I have been 21 for exactly three months and five days. I spent my birthday in Las Vegas with my four best friends drinking, gambling and not sleeping. Since then, I have attempted to pack 20 years of…