I don’t think people really think about music — most people at least. For many of us, we pop in headphones or jam out in the car to sounds.
I know few people in my 1,000-student public school who are openly gay. I’m sure that’s not because there aren’t more gays in my school, but because people have too much fear and discomfort to reveal their true selves.
Advanced Placement classes are the bane of my existence, and I imagine for many other high school students.
I always wonder what people see when they look in the mirror. Do they see their true reflections? Or, more frequently, is it the blemishes and imperfections from their head down?
Tuesdays and Wednesdays are Idol time. Families gather round the TV with phones in their hands, ready to call in a vote for their favorite American Idol contestants. It’s a family friendly show — or is it not?
There are two completely different perspectives about sophomore year; one, that it is a brutal year, and two, that it is one of the best years of high school. How can there be such polar opposite opinions?