Recently, my friends and I have delved back into our childhood love of collecting Pokémon cards. It’s a simple way to feel a small amount of the excitement and joy we felt as children. But what we soon...

The world is too caught up in the past, and it might be time to acknowledge it.  To be frank, I don’t think it’s necessarily a crime to reminisce on things that happened in the past. I do this...

The internet is stuck in a time loop, and in 2026, millions have somehow convinced themselves they’re back in 2016. How is that possible when time machines don’t exist? It’s simple, really, just...

Pitman and I have a complicated history. It has seemed to persist as the small town that has become a part of me, seeing as it’s situated next to Rowan. The town may be old, and I may know a lot of its...

Over the past year, The Whit has run many stories about the shortcomings of Rowan University. From parking problems to issues receiving reliable and quality mental health resources, to insufficient Rowan...

This past Sunday, April 2, I went to the annual Punk Rock Flea Market in Philadelphia for the first time. The event space of the 23rd Street Armory, a historic stone building that resembles a castle,...

To revive a pop culture phenomenon that took the box office of the 1980s by storm, director Jason Reitman, who is the son of the original Ghostbusters director Ivan Reitman, took a giant chance by bringing...

It seems inevitable that while we navigate various stages of our lives, we hold onto certain moments and memories that have helped to shape us. It's normal to reminisce, especially as we experience the...

As a self-proclaimed nostalgia enthusiast, the greatest mountain I’ve yet to climb is that of letting go. I’m bound by memories and stillborn dreams that I’m convinced possess the capability of...

It's been a ride for all of us at The Whit. This year saw some ups, downs, side-to-sides, horizontals, diagonals, etc. Dizziness aside, our staff of ten grew individually and as a unit. We had...

Growing up, I had an OK relationship with school. I mean I’ve had my share of bullies, bad clothing choices and abhorrent hair styles (I was a fan of front bangs and hair spray, judge me). There are...