Around this time during the winter season, the usual routines that students may have are put to the test, similar to seasonal depression. From the scheduled breaks–December and Winter break–to bonus...
The first three months of the year are typically known as the most treacherous for high school students. January is cold and lacks any days off from school; February is a little bit better, including a...
Five years ago, if you didn’t understand something you would look it up on Google. Google was known as a student’s saving grace; whether it was used properly for research or looking up the answers...
Welcome to the 2025-2026 school year! There is so much to look forward to this year no matter what grade you may be in. My name is Matt Pra, and I am pumped to be this year’s new editor in chief for...
Time is not linear. If anything, it’s more of a strange, spirally, loopy shape, like a signature so peculiar it can hardly be read, let alone forged. Time does not move forward like elementary school...
After four years of late-night study sessions, Schoology assignments piling up on Sunday nights, cafeteria gossip, awkward group projects, and too many emails we forgot to open, graduation is finally here....
Time is not linear. If anything, it’s more of a strange, spirally, loopy shape, like a signature so peculiar it can hardly be read, let alone forged. Time does not move forward like elementary school...
After four years of late-night study sessions, Schoology assignments piling up on Sunday nights, cafeteria gossip, awkward group projects, and too many emails we forgot to open, graduation is finally here....
We live in an era of endless distractions. With news breaking every second, social media feeds refreshing constantly, and information bombarding us from all directions, it's easier than ever to tune out....
Pauline Tsui, Editor in Chief ’25
• January 30, 2025
As another year begins, the familiar realization settles in—time is moving faster than ever. The days that once felt infinite now slip away with each calendar page we turn. Days blur into weeks, weeks...