I read a tweet a while back that said, “Graduating in four years is like leaving the bar at 10 p.m.,” and who am I to disagree with that bulletproof logic? It took me six years to get to this point...

The last few weeks of my senior year of undergrad were supposed to be crammed with projects and bar crawls. Instead, my senior year came to an abrupt end on April 27, 2011. Many friends dispersed and went...

One of my favorite songs from high school was “Power of One” by Bomshel. For some reason, amid the allusions to Rosa Parks and Anne Frank, the words “One grain of sand can turn the tide” spoke...

In a week and a half, I will walk across the Coleman Coliseum stage, shake a couple of hands and celebrate receiving my degree. The last four years at the Capstone have been amazing. Although filled...

Although I’ve written more than 100 news articles and almost that many papers for classes over the last four years, this column has definitely been one of the hardest. Bear with me. I’ve been fortunate...

I started college as a senior but am graduating as a freshman. For my first three years at Alabama, I spent most of my time saving the world, first as a freshman SGA representative, then as a campaign...

I’ve thought about having to write this column for a long time. It’s amazing for me to see how the script of what I thought I would say has changed as I’ve grown as a student, a writer and a person....

Community. An interesting word, if you think about it, that means something different to every single person in the world. When I arrived at The University of Alabama almost four years ago, I had a definition...

Anyone who’s been around me for very long knows that my Radiohead fandom knows no bounds, so whether we’re old friends or complete strangers, I hope you’ll forgive me dragging them into my farewell...

When I first came here, I was overwhelmed and frightened by everything the University was and still is. It was one of the darkest periods in my life because I had no one that I considered a close friend...

I had a friend ask me this year why the paper was reporting on something he found embarrassing to the University. He thought the University should handle it internally and was genuinely curious why we...

Saying goodbye to The University of Alabama was supposed to be easy. The plan was to walk May 4 and be gone at most three days later. In October, this column would have been a quick reflection of my opinions...