As May 18th slowly approaches, I begin to realize how fast senior year has gone by. When I was younger, 2024 seemed so far away and being a senior felt like it couldn’t come fast enough. 46 days until...
Ross Felder, Copy Editor/Sports Editor
• March 26, 2024
Baseball has taken me to many places. Whether it’s to a different state or to a different country, the excitement of baseball in a new atmosphere never disappoints. Even after all of my travel, I wouldn’t...
The question you see on every standardized test, in every English class, and in every scholarship application. Who is the most influential person in your life? There are too many people I could choose...
Lately, I find myself engulfed in a fog of uncertainty, wrestling with the complexity of not being sure about my career desires. It's a persistent dilemma that weighs heavily on my mind. On one hand, I...
It’s very common to hear people complain about wanting to escape life, to get out of it, to leave the world behind, but I’d rather escape into life. I’d rather dive in deeper and see the true beauty...
What does maturity mean anyways? What is that fine line between being mature and being immature? Does any rash or abrupt decision signify that someone is immature? Tell me, where is the distinction?
If...
Audrey Marvin, News Section Editor
• February 7, 2023
When the new Taylor Swift album Midnights first came out on October 21, the 11th track didn’t stand much out to me. I thought the lyrics were cringy and had no meaning behind them, but after a few listens...
Audrey Marvin, News Section Editor
• February 6, 2023
As the winter winds redden my cheeks and my short-sleeved shirts get thrown to the back of the closet again, I come to a realization. It’s been an entire year. An entire year since I had the most life-changing...
Every week or so when my bangs stretch past my eyebrows and dust my eyelids, I am faced with a decision to trim them or to let them grow out. As I stare into the bathroom mirror with my pink scissors held...
Sinking into my bed just after an excruciating day of school and choir rehearsals, I fall into a deep sleep with my makeup and jewelry from the day before still in place, and no homework or any other obligations...
You. My favorite teacher for four years. I looked up to you. I thought the world of you. I wanted you to be proud of me. I tried so hard for you. And once, out of the many years that I knew you, I hurt...
