Senior Salute Columns

My gavel holds a position of honor on my desk, crammed in a cup with the assortment of pencils and pens that have been accumulating since my elementary years. In contrast to their bright plastic and colorful—and often childish—wrappings, the gavel is smooth chestnut, with the head wrapped in gold metal and stamped “City High Mock Trial.” The clutter takes up most of the space on my desk. W...

As I write this, at one in the morning, I am drinking coffee. Why am I making this fantastic decision, you may ask? Because I procrastinated writing this until the last possible minute. This isn’t some uncommon image; every month, every deadline, every due date, I’m up late at night, imbibing my beloved life-bestowing bean juice. Okay, yeah, I know I have a problem. I mean, you’ve got to mak...

I’m the girl who walks around with hundreds of pens, highlighters, pencils, a huge planner, and any other method of organization you could possibly think of. Without any of these things, I definitely would have struggled even more than I did getting through high school. Not only is it an efficient study method, it is also a fun and enjoyable way to take notes. I’ll never forget the countless Fren...

Contrary to what many may have thought, I did not pick the name, the mantle, “El Presidente”. That honor goes to Mr. Leman, who started calling me that after my victory in the 2017 election. I did not expect to be as celebrated as I anticipated, with many people calling me the ‘best president ever’. That is one title I wish to reject in these waning hours. There was so much more I could’ve...

High school isn’t that bad...I mean, it can be rough at times, really rough, but it really isn’t the worst. There are worse things in life. Still, high school has its struggles: my freshman year was not hard academically, but it was socially. I had just moved here and didn’t have any friends. Theo Prineas–go check out his column too–was the first friend I had here. I had PE with him and he ...