I went into junior year with zero hope. My entire friend group had just transferred schools at the last minute, and I was still reeling from my ego death the previous spring. Then I had to come back...

The sacred last 10 minutes of every class — the time I dedicate to the sole purpose of soaking in the wondrous phenomenon of equality. The tall athletes who usually tower over me hunch over their papers,...

Nine months a year, five days a week, eight hours a day. That’s the time we spend making academic discoveries and creating unforgettable memories at the place called school. It’s true that navigating...