If you’ve read my other articles, or have had a conversation with me in person, you know that I’m a certified Cleveland hater. I’ve always had a lot to say about this city and university, and I,...

My first hands-on exposure to journalism was my Introduction to Journalism class freshman year, taught by the late Jim Sheeler. It was the first class I ever registered for, and I had to email Professor...

If someone told me in April 2019 that my undergraduate experience would be what it became, I have no idea how I would respond. A lot of people told me it would be the best years of my life so my expectations...

Design is not perfect. Every time you design a newspaper in Adobe InDesign, accounting for the lengths of the articles, the dimensions of the images and the number of pieces in such a way that they fit...

So my time at Case Western Reserve University is coming to an end, and a bittersweet one at that. While I have never been the biggest fan of Cleveland—an understatement as my hope for the last four years...

Throughout the years I have spent at Case Western Reserve University, my mom has regularly told me to “ride the wave” during our conversations, namely in response to my anxious rants about the uncertain...

Yesterday, I woke up with a sense of dread brewing in the pit of my stomach. As a senior, graduation is an exciting prospect—finally being free from the shackles of academia, celebrating with friends...

I joined The Observer on a whim. I had never had any journalism experience before, much less any interest in it. In October of my freshman year, my closest friend, Deeksha Gollamudi, a member of The Observer’s...

When I first drove through University Circle in April 2019, I was frantically trying to find a place where I could envision myself growing outside of the close roots of semi-rural Pennsylvania farmland....