Since this is my last hoorah, I feel the need to take a different approach to my senior column. If you know me, this should come as no surprise. During my time at GHHS, I’ve realized my passion for...

Throughout elementary school, it was hard to find something that I was good at. I tried piano only to find that I had no sense of rhythm. I then was put into gymnastics and ballet, however, that did not...

Four years ago, in May of 2013, I was finishing up my time at Dr. Augustine Ramirez Intermediate School in Eastvale, California. As far as I knew then, my freshman year would start that August at Eleanor...

Let me preface this by stating a true fact: I have absolutely no idea what I am doing. I mean generally, as I go to school and maneuver through my life. I walk with my head held high and pretend that I...

I’m nearing the end of a four year career at GHHS and there’s still a lot of things here I can’t wrap my head around. Why is it so expensive to play sports? Did they really fix all of the clocks,...

The hard thing about being a freshman is that it’s so difficult to gain traction when you first start high school. Every analogy you’ve ever heard is true. You’re the low man on the totem pole and...

My entry into high school brought two preconceived notions upon me: the seniors were the most important and admired people in high school; and that I was just a lowly freshman who had no use to this world...

“This is our night” my best friend chants. Whether we are on our way to a sporting event, dance, or even just driving by the beach to pass time, she always makes it clear that tonight is our night...

High school transforms people. I would dare to say that not one of my classmates is the same person they were four years ago. But what causes this inevitable change? Is it that we simply develop and mature?...

I was walking back to our rental car, a white Acura, in the parking lot of a high school in Las Vegas. My black, sweat-soaked West Michigan Lakers’ jersey draped around my neck and shoulders for the...

The night of my last cross country banquet, I looked down at the small framed photo given to me as a parting senior gift. Like most running action shots, it really served to capture my natural beauty....

When I first started high school I had one thing in mind, I was going to be number one in my class and go to Yale--end of story. I was going to get all A’s. I was going to participate in every single...