Before stepping foot on Seattle Prep’s campus for the very first time as a freshman, I was filled with a mix of emotions. Excited, nervous, curious, and overwhelmed. Coming from a small school, I was...

My first days of freshman year went very stereotypically: getting lost in McDonnell trying to find my Biology class, checking my class schedule displayed on my phone background, never knowing when lunch...

When I was younger, all I wanted was to be good at sports. My goal throughout elementary and middle school was to be a professional baseball player. I thought that life on the diamond was my calling. For...

It’s easy to complain about the every day dreary things that we have to do as Seattle Prep students: sitting through collegio lectures, waiting in the cafeteria line as it snakes up the floors of Adelphia,...

Throughout my four years at Seattle Prep, there has always been one constant: running. No matter what was going on in my life at the time, I could always count on running being an outlet for me to escape. Over...

It is strange to think about how much I’ve changed over four years. In freshman Collegio, I was the kid raising my hand every time the teacher asked a question. I was eager and ambitious, with something...

“What kind of music do you listen to, Emmett?” I paused and realized I didn’t really listen to music of my own free will. I blurted out something like “The Minecraft album”, which I’d only...

When I look back on four years at Seattle Prep, the memories that come to me most clearly aren't from a classroom. They're from somewhere a circle of people or a moment of honesty I wasn't expecting....

I have learned a lot at my time in high school. I have learned how to derive an equation, sing in harmony with fifty others, live with a foreign family across the world, calculate angular momentum, drive,...

Lunch is a foundational part of the social community at Prep. It’s where you can meet up with friends and peers to foster relationships outside the classroom, bonding over the struggles of Algebra II...

I open Veracross more frequently than my text messages, not because it benefits my learning, but because constant access has trained me to obsess. This access to grades is supposed to help students...