It seems like stress is an inevitable side effect of working hard, of setting goals and of succeeding and failing in our efforts to achieve them—a hallmark of being a student at Harvard-Westlake. At...

At the beginning of my senior year I made a bid to get the job of covering the football team for The Chronicle. Instead I made a deal with my boss Grant Nussbaum ’14 that I would get to be the beat writer...

It’s fair to say I was a bit of a nerd in middle school. The hardcore sports fanatic and basketball player side of my identity was rivaled heavily by the video game-playing, superhero-obsessed sci-fi...

I almost went to Brentwood. Harvard-Westlake waitlisted me. I guess there was something on my application that made them think I wasn’t up to snuff, wasn’t good enough so that, now, in the week before...

During a layover in Hong Kong for a flight from India to Korea one summer, I settled down at a café with a book. After a couple of hours, I checked my ticket. The flight left at 3:45, and it was 4:30....

To my future self, This is the fourth one of these that I’ve written (the first ones were in sixth, eighth and 10th grade), and the first one that other people will read. I think that’s better, though,...

I will spend the next four years of my life in a frigid, isolated corner of Massachusetts at a school I knew nothing about two years ago in what will certainly be the biggest transition I will have experienced...

I've been thinking about my column for weeks, and every time I had yet another panic attack about what to say, I reached out to someone I trust and love to guide me. After compiling their advice, I decided...

As my time at Harvard-Westlake comes to a close and I’ve had some time to reflect on my experience, I wanted to give a few tips on how to make the most out of your time here. First off, don’t get jealous....

In seventh grade, I hated it here. When I got home from school, I would research different boarding schools, searching for some perfect place where I would feel more comfortable or find a different version...

I’ve been known to give the people I love mixtapes as gifts over the years, and I thought the only fitting way for me to leave Harvard-Westlake was to dedicate a mixtape to it. So, Harvard-Westlake,...

I had a vague memory of what I had written - something about being weirded out that future me would know the consequences of all my choices so far. As all my friends slowly got their letters we wrote in...