My last semester is finally here. It seems like it was yesterday when I walked through the Union for the first time. I remember watching students dressed in their cap and gown taking graduation pictures at Centennial Plaza and now I am one of them. The...

Working at a college newspaper can suck. The hours are long, the deadlines are short and the pay is almost non-existent. I would not describe The Prospector—a place I have worked on and off for five years—as a fun job. But I would recommend it to...

Ten straight semesters, three and a half years. Oh boy, what a ride it’s been. The first day I stepped foot into The Prospector’s office, I was an eager kid with a folder containing my resume and application to turn in. It was my first day of freshman...