What the hell am I doing with my life?!

Giuliana Savini
Editor-in-Chief

In 8th grade, I constructed the Pantheon out of gingerbread. The Latin inscription was piped in icing, and the Roman gingerbread men surrounding the building were reading their scrolls made from the paper of a Fruit by the Foot. And recently I have realized that that act, four long years ago, still matters.

Please mind your manners and thank you for reading

Kelly Saiz
Editor-in-Chief

Maybe it’s my mother’s southern roots or maybe it’s the fact that I’ve lived in Ye Olde NC for the past eleven years, but I grew up with a plethora of books about manners, cotillion, and Walter Schalk’s Ballroom Dance Class (who didn’t love getting their feet stomped on or waltzing with their arch nemesis?). Chivalry might be dead, but I’m definitely not the only one in NCHS who thinks about manners.