by Dallas Simms, The University of Virginia , '17
Sometimes normal prose can’t convey the kind of emotion that poetry can so I decided to make this post a bit experimental in nature. After binging every episode of Black Mirror over winter break, I began thinking about how my relationship with digital technology is...
by Dallas Simms, The University of Virginia , '17
Scromp (v) – succumbing oneself to the act of devouring I know, I know. Scromp isn’t actually a real word. But growing up, my friends and I used it constantly. We didn’t even have to explain it to each other. The way you emphasize the word—by really adding texture to...
by Dallas Simms, The University of Virginia , '17
On Sunday and Monday nights, I savor the silence. Because Tuesday through Saturday sound a lot like: “I want something else To get me through this Semi-charmed kind of life, baby, baby I want something else I’m not listening when you say Good-bye” It’s 1:40 AM...
by Dallas Simms, The University of Virginia , '17
Immersed in the depths of third year, I am quite frankly biting off more than I can chew- taking on 15 credits, 2 internships, and serving as a course assistant. Finding time to do homework, write essays, and study for tests when I’m working 20 hours a week has become...
by Dallas Simms, The University of Virginia , '17
Even though I did not go on any extravagant vacations over Christmas break like some of my glowing Facebook friends did, I had a perfect break. Full of Netflix, oversleeping, and eating home cooked meals, my break was just what I needed-a complete mental recharge. The...
