by Dallas Simms, The University of Virginia , '17
If they wanted to fly, they flew. If they wanted to disappear, they disappeared. I wasn’t just their mentor; I was their magician. This past summer, I had the opportunity to mentor 8-11 year olds in a special effects filmmaking workshop in Charlottesville, VA. I...
by Dallas Simms, The University of Virginia , '17
It’s probably just some phony call about winning a fake trip to Florida. I’ll let it go to voicemail. I hit play to half-listen to what I thought would be a robot speaking. Oh how wrong I was…Turns out, the voicemail was to inform me that my apartment’s water heater...
by Dallas Simms, The University of Virginia , '17
We are all too familiar with that blinking cursor in an empty word document. There is honestly not a worst sight in the world. The blinking is almost mocking you-a constant reminder that you are devoid of any intelligent or creative ideas. Ideas. So much of college is...
by Dallas Simms, The University of Virginia , '17
I was ruthless when it came to making money as a kid. My brother and I used to stroll a little red wagon full of our “drawings” around the neighborhood, hoping to use our 5-year old charm to sell them for $1 a piece. A few years later, we opened up a snow cone stand...
by Dallas Simms, The University of Virginia , '17
I secretly wanted to sprint through the airport and just barely miss my flight, lose my luggage or have 3 unexpected layovers. While these sound like complete disasters for frequent flyers, to me, they were thrilling mishaps that only happen to the adventurous-the...
