Already two months into the school year, the Class of 2027 continues to navigate their way through junior year. Whether it is piles of academic work from Advanced Chemistry II or back-to-back projects from Advanced English III, the junior scares never seem to end. Here are the junior Halloween Horror Stories. 

Poetry anthology 

After hearing the horror stories of the Class of 2026, the poetry anthology in Advanced English III has left juniors anxiously anticipating January. Looking through the rubric and seeing the long lists of tasks we need to complete by May, I start to wonder if it is too late to drop the class.

Getting caught in the senior hammock 

After yet another dreadful Advanced Chemistry II test, sometimes us juniors just want to take a quick nap in the senior hammock. But, now that senior week is over, we have to keep guard to sneak a nap in with no seniors present. Surprise! Yes, we do actually use your hammock.

Starting the college process

With the second semester just three months away, the thought of even beginning work for the college process seems unreal. At the end of the day, I can barely keep my eyes open in Human Development—I would much rather keep talking about my week’s highs and lows than compile a college list.

Westridge parking lot

Nothing’s worse than being late to class and seeing the narrow spot left by your neighboring parked cars. Even with trying to squeeze in and climbing out of the back seat or doing 8-point turns to exit out, the Westridge parking lot is a daily battle to even begin the school day. And don’t even get us started on the pigs of drivers that Westridge raises—you guys need some tips. 

Seniors

Imagine you’re walking into campus wearing open toed shoes and a college sweatshirt, and by some miracle, you aren’t brutally attacked the second you step out of the haven of your car. Next thing you know, a group of sleepy yet aggressive seniors swarm you and remind you that one day you too will have to begin the college process. 

Standardized Testing 

A swarm of juniors crowd around Hoffman Gym flipping through their SAT books and preparing for the PSAT on October 29. Whether it’s spending long nights relearning 8th grade math or figuring out how to use a TI-84 calculator, the SAT is on the bottom of the long list of other junior tasks. 

Still feeling like an underclassmen

Three months into the school year, I still feel like a freshman. The only worse part about this ironically tragic deja vu is that this time next year, I’ll be a senior. 

The lunch line

Even when I’m let out three minutes early from C or G Block, the lunch line never seems to be shorter than the length of Mr. Raines’ retirement requests. Even worse, by the time I get to the front of the line, the Commons has run out of dino nuggets. 

Morning P.E.

Nothing is worse than trudging through Physical Education at 8:00 in the morning. Nothing. Your eyes barely flutter, and next thing you know, you’re struck in the back with a dodgeball by a freshman. Who also happens to be your sister. Who got eight hours of sleep last night. I thought that this nightmare of P.E. ended in Middle School?