I’ve spent the last three mon—no. I’d like to start by thanking ever—that sounds fake. If I could summarize the past four ye—boring. To ask me to summarize what is widely regarded as...

April 23-27, journalism editors visited Seattle for the Journalism Education Association (JEA) and National Scholastic Press Association (NSPA) convention. We spent five days visiting famous sites, exploring...

My dad and stepmom, Sarah, sat us down at 9 p.m. on April 17. They probably told us a million words about procedures, data, statistics and reassuring us that everything would be okay, but all I heard were...

You never really understand how it feels to win, until it actually happens. And this year, we finally won.  March 21, 22 and 23 was the 2025 TAHA State Tournament. The Mansfield Varsity ice hockey...

The rays of the Sun reflect along my skin as I shut the car door. My hands full, I walk up to one of the biggest houses I’ve ever been to. I rang the doorbell on the porch as I stood on the prickly welcome...

The lights in my room remain off; the only source of illumination derives from dim fairy lights pinned haphazardly to my walls and the glaringly bright screen of my laptop. With the $75 fee paid and my...

“Again.” “Do it again.” “Back on the line.” Phrases my team grew familiar with during my sophomore season on Mansfield Hockey, the season that distanced me from my love for the sport as every...

“This is your last chance. Go drop some time,” my coach said. One more shot. I try not to freak myself out. So many things could go wrong. I quietly remind myself that I deserve to be here. I've trained...

The smell of weed fills the air as I watch a man breakdancing to the song “Ripple” by The Grateful Dead. This is only my fourth concert ever, and I’m watching a man, maybe in his mid-60s, literally...

An update. If you haven’t read my previous blog, you may be confused about what I’m talking about. For a quick rundown, I injured my shoulder multiple times leaving me out of playing for weeks. These...