My failed interviews

By: Gabriela Yareliz Last day of class folks. Yup. People are marching into the 24-hour libraries with pillows under their arms. I am not kidding. I thought I would take a moment today, it being the last day of class and everything, to explain my plight as a journalist these past three years interviewing peopleContinue reading “My failed interviews”

Final Days

By: Gabriela Yareliz No time to sleep. No time to brush your hair. No time to do laundry. No time. It is that time; end of the semester. Teachers’ demands reach their highest level of impossibility (wink) and they ask for what seems impossible, and we, the students, look sleep deprived and zombie-esque. Sad story. A girlContinue reading “Final Days”