Things that I will never forget from the summer of 2026 are not seeing Pete Crow-Armstrong hitting for the Cycle, Lollapalooza, or even my amazing trip to California. Instead, I will...

Throughout my high school career, I faced many disappointments.  Failed tests. Embarrassing moments. Friend drama. My very first disappointment happened before my first day of freshman year. After...

“If you could do anything, what would your dream job be?” I was given this question as an icebreaker at a club meeting. While taking the moment to think about my response, I realized there were...

All my life I had rigid expectations for what my future would be. I had mapped out every detail.  What grades I would get, the extracurriculars I would participate in, what college I would go to, what...

I am not much of a health nut. I do not really watch what I eat or count calories, and I will not choose a salad over a cheeseburger. But, there is one food that I will stand by till the end of time: the...

As students look forward to holiday festivities and long weekends throughout the school year, it is clear how school calendars shape which traditions are recognized and which ones are overlooked. While...

Often, especially in high school, I have found myself dealing with quite a lot of cognitive dissonance. On one hand, I want to express myself in different ways, through clothing or the arts or my writing,...

The coincidental meet-cute, fake dating to entice a jealous ex, a grand declaration of love, followed by a passionate kiss in the rain: these are characteristic of the romantic comedies we know and love.  The...

I live in the space between two words: Indian and American. On paper, they sit neatly together as “Indian-American,” but in reality, that hyphen represents the layered identity many second-generation...

Two years ago, I interviewed Ana Pereira for a story. I was writing for The Oracle on language liaisons at South. Our interview was full of warmth and connection, unlike anyone I had talked to before....

Throughout senior year, I have heard the same phrase over and over: “Make it count.” It comes from teachers, parents, and even older siblings who promise that this year will fly by. The message is...

In a perfect world, I would workout seven days a week.  My favorite part of my day is when I walk into a 92 degree room for yoga sculpt, taking interval training classes, or simply getting to go on...