Dear Sun Star: Wendell Washington
I'm writing this letter as teardrops fall from my hazel eyes and splash upon the page.
Every day is a hassle. I awaken to my jarring alarm; I feel excruciating pain echo throughout my aching bones as I prepare for the long, insufferable morn and afternoon and evening and night ahead.
Dear Sun Star: Psych-ing It Out
Dear Sun Star,
I’m a freshman here, brand new this semester and I’m majoring in psychology. I’m having trouble with putting my work off until the last minute.
Any suggestions?
Signed,
Psych-ing It Out.

