The sound of a distant saxophone echoing through the halls of time, a faint reminder that jazz is still here, but a painful signal of its past greatness and present failure.

For those of you who have been to the new Champaign Public Library, you know how amazing it is, right? It’s almost like a museum – with its vast hallways, glass walls, wide staircase, and high-tech self-checkouts. However, while I do think that the new library is great, I must say that some work needs to be done on its parking lot.

Everyone says that high school is the best time of your life. Remember those parties and those dances and those cute boys, say all the adults?

They tell me that I don't want to grow up, because I will have to go work every day and take care of myself (buying my own food and paying my own bills). But at this point in my high school career, that's not sounding too bad.