For all the trips around the sun that I have made, I think that I have only just started to exist in this one.
It’s hard to say what exactly defines existence as there are no concrete parameters...
Once upon a fateful March day, Harry Styles tweeted a cryptic, yet simple, sentence: I love it when we play 1950.
As fans discovered, these words did not, in fact, originate from Styles’ mind. Instead,...
One week.
That’s the amount of time that lies between today and the day that students at FHC will start taking their first semester exams. While students normally take their exams a week or two...
I often find myself gazing up at the sky, looking for stars.
More likely than not, my search will turn up fruitless—too many obstacles stand in the way.
Whether it be the steady brilliance...
Junior Matthew Ingonwong lives and breathes the violin.
His soul knows familiarly the curves of the wood and the horse hairs pulled taut on the bow. Ever since he picked up his first violin, its sweet...
The can of sweetened condensed milk in the fridge has long run stale.
Shoved in an obsolete corner, its surface creeps with strange dots almost hidden by the off-center lid. Under the harsh, recognizably...
Lauren Batterbee - for making the world a little less lonely
The day that I took my fateful first steps into my MC-2 6th hour, I think my life actually changed. Maybe it was because of how painfully...
There’s something about a foreign language film that I find immensely enticing.
Whether it be because of the freedom from the choking grip of Hollywood or because of the straightforward fact that...
Every May, hundreds of FHC students sit down to take hundreds of AP exams. Millions of other high school students nationwide do the same.
In 2020, 430 FHC students will join the millions of others...
How long has it been since you sang me a nursery rhyme, Mom?
Although it’s been years, the scene remains strikingly intact.
You would be sitting at your desk, drinking one of your several daily...
There are many remedies to cure the sleep deprivation of a typical high schooler.
Most will go for coffee, served either scalding hot or ice cold. Some will opt for sugary energy drinks in order to...
“Based on an actual lie.”
In a mere hundred minutes, The Farewell illustrates a struggle in identity, the love found in family, the clashing of collectivism against individualism, and so much more,...
My brain is a filing cabinet.
In it, I tuck away all sorts of facts. One could find dates, formulas, and maybe even a word or two of French scattered around and discarded wherever I last tossed them....
For nine months of the year, dreams of summer fill my mind, crowding out any other thoughts.
After all, how could I think about anything else?
I yearn for the feeling of waking up well-rested,...
