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I Hope Some Things Never Change: Senior Debates from a Junior’s Perspective

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I Hope Some Things Never Change: Senior Debates from a Junior’s Perspective Karen Wang The senior debates are a UHS tradition that never ceases to excite and amuse… at least when you’re a junior and all you have to do is sit back and languish in your power as a voter (yes, yes, please vote [...]

January 25th, 2012 | Posted in Mock Election 2012,Opinions,Top | Read More »

Partyology 101

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An interview with Aida Villarreal-Licona, party chair of Partyology K:  Where did your party name come from? A: Well it didn’t go our original way which was like an urban dictionary, slang type thing where we would make words with –ology. But when we did our photo shoot it just got… classy and we went [...]

January 18th, 2012 | Posted in Features,Mock Election 2012,Top | Read More »

Black Friday: The Slow Disintegration of My Mind

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There are bodies all around me, tall, pushing, shoving, shouting. SHOUTING. It is loud and the bodies seem to be moving in the same direction. I get glares for going the opposite. I know it is dark outside but here the lights hurt my eyes but if I close them I’ll get trampled. The ceiling [...]

November 28th, 2011 | Posted in Opinions,Top | Read More »

Worms’ Jane

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The worms slide through her eye sockets, Like threads trying to stitch vacant button holes Back into sight. Poking into the dark of blind, Not noticing the emptiness of their world, The void inside the body  of Jane. Futile workers, optimistic and busy, In the absence of the sun. Don’t realize they are the only life [...]

October 30th, 2011 | Posted in Halloween 2011,Poetry and Short Stories,Top | Read More »

Le Club Français: The Epic Crêpe Quest

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  People always talk about “bumps in the road” like a bad thing. Well, just because we’re awesome, French Club laughs in the face of adversity and rides down those bumps like roller coasters. And that just goes to show that the French aren’t little ninnies that always run from their problems. When we discovered [...]

October 10th, 2011 | Posted in Sports and Clubs | Read More »

Growing Up

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She was once a Child: Fanatically plastering pony posters on her bedroom W A L L S and chasing rain in abused flip-flops and laughing for no reason.   Then change came riding on a pale steed of snorting mist and lashing wind and saltwater sweat. Then the rain chased her instead in tears. She [...]

September 26th, 2011 | Posted in Poetry and Short Stories,Top | Read More »

Desert Discovery- Thanks to a Dog

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It had been awhile since I had last seen a sunset or opened my window after a storm. No, it wasn’t like I was wasting away inside the house and growing paler by the day, but rather that I had forgotten how close and fascinating our desert could be. For ten years I lived next [...]

September 12th, 2011 | Posted in Opinions,Top | Read More »

Proud to Present: Ivesia and Intermediate Spring Dance Concert

One of the amazing things about UHS is the intrigue – the little wonderful things you discover as you go through high school life here. One of these pleasant surprises, that I only recently found, is our dancers. One night was all it took to amaze. One performance was enough to impress. One look was [...]

April 7th, 2011 | Posted in Events,Opinions | Read More »

Sonnet of the Herald

The impatient Earth wishes for longer days Because right now, darkness covers like night The sleeping Sun keeps for himself his rays The harsh winds lash and search for souls to bite Frost rules supreme, capturing all in pose His cold grip freezes and makes everything gleam Except he was merciful to one, a rose [...]

April 7th, 2011 | Posted in Poetry and Short Stories | Read More »

95 Degrees

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95 degrees. A number so insane, enough to dement In hypnotic waves, boiling off the cement. Deprive me of a sweet breeze 95 degrees. Seek shelter under shaded trees Escape the dreaded number That woke from winter slumber 95 degrees. Hide from blazing sun, the eye that sees Burned by metal, betrayed by keys April [...]

April 7th, 2011 | Posted in Poetry and Short Stories | Read More »

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