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...

Recently, my sister came home after volleyball practice mad because two of her closest teammates told her that they didn’t want to be friends anymore because she has left-leaning political views. One...

One chilly Monday morning, I decided to grab my new sweatshirt. But the second I walked into class, there it was, the exact same sweatshirt staring back from across the room. My stomach started to sink. We’ve...

In the seventh grade, when leg hair began blooming across my legs, my mom handed me a razor. She gave me the choice; if I wanted to, I could shave. That weekend, I went to a family friend’s lakehouse....

When I told my parents I wanted to make a lot of money, they told me the “smart” major would be business. They didn’t recommend my dream major, journalism.  I kept their suggestion in mind. Throughout...

My mom went to Yonsei University, one of the most elite colleges in South Korea, and has a PhD in Musical Arts. She’s one of the smartest people I’ve ever met. And yet, she still asks me to make...

It’s time for us to talk about politics. The day after the 2024 election, impassioned discussions filled South’s halls; some students experienced immense joy while others experienced great disappointment. Gen...

There was a time when buildings told stories. Cathedrals soared with spires that kissed the heavens, their stained glass whispering tales of de- votion and artistry. City halls, theaters, and libraries...

The lights dim as the background music fades, and the crowd’s chatter erupts into cheers. The stage glows softly as band members step on, instruments ready to come alive. Restlessness shifts into a buzz...

“OMG he saved my picture in chat!” “She sent me a full face pic, she definitely likes me.” “He left me on opened! It’s SO over.” These are the digital actions that teenagers now...

This semester, I have checked PowerSchool nearly every day, and I will be checking it even more as finals season approaches. It feels addictive.  Every time I pick up my phone, I feel the need to...

I’ve rewritten this column more times than I’d like to admit. Perfectionism has a way of drawing out indecision and hesitation, placing relentless pressure to polish, refine, and revisit every aspect...