Issue 3

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FIRST TIME: Senior Wayne Fuimaono and junior Brian Shelton sing Bill Withers’ “Lean on me,” an ode to the struggles of African Americans, to end the MLK assembly on Jan. 13. With the gymnasium filled with students and staff, and with his hands in his pockets, Fuimaono sang in front of the school for the first time.

Fuimaono is not a choir singer but a Leadership student who volunteered for the performance. “It was planned three days before,” Fuimaono said. “At first, I felt nervous but I got used to it. The performance got easier for me.”

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Dear readers, I do hope you enjoyed your three-day weekend even though you had a five-day break the week before. With all those days off and late starts, I hope those hours were spent catching up on sleep.

Maybe in those eleven hour “naps,” you had a good dream.

Not “good” as in living the celebrity life, swimming in tripledigit U.S. bills, sporting the newest Jordan Flight sneakers, because as great as it sounds your New Years’ Resolution of you becoming a billionaire in the span of one night will only last, well, one night.

All a good dream needs is comfort from reality. It’s another world, where just for a short moment, you can be free from whatever is holding you back in the real world.

If you want to sing, you can sing without being judged. If you want to paint the town red, white, and black watercolors, you can try.

But often times, dreams don’t take us to another world. They take us back to reality.

What would be a better renovation to the community, besides the help of the bonds and levies (read more on page 4) than a zombie colony attacking RHS? Alvin Poquiz’s nightmare of a zombie apocalypse takes place in the same place he learns about Shakespeare. Take a look at it on page 11.

While the Inception craze has died down, continuous dreams have yet to get their own fame.

Page 12 has a few snippets of dreams that never seem to end.

There could be new chapters added for these people tonight.

Fatima Hashe’s dreams were stronger than a horoscope.

A baby’s entrance to the world was born first through a dream. What else she predicted is on page 11.

But dreamland, during a power outage or the bus ride to school, is a place where we can all go without prejudice and worries.

So keep your eyes open and mind awake for the next 14 pages.

Name: Derick Veracruz Position: Perspectives Staff Notable For: Derick interviewed Luke Bryan, a blind man who dreams through sounds after meeting him in a clinic’s waiting room. (Page 10) First thing that comes to mind when you hear the word “dream”: “Fantasies. I think about a world where everyone wants things to go their way.”

How did you deal with the snow days?

“Our power went out for five hours but we have a wood burning stove that we used to make hot cocoa.

We put a pot on top and we had soup. I pretty much just stayed inside.

Cabin fever to the max. I went sledding down the driveway and hurt myself a few times.”

Name: Katie Reynolds Position: Know More Editor Notable For: Facing her fear of needles and volunteering for the blood drive as a reporter, photographer, and a first time donor. (Page 5) First thing that comes to mind when you hear the word “dream”: “Basically possibilities.

Because that’s what dreams are. It’s endless.

Not like pi where it’s continuous but dreams go in all directions, an expanse.”

How did you deal with the snow days?

“I went sledding at night with my dog. She didn’t get what was going on at first but she caught on.

But I walked a mile in the snow with my dog. It was fun; pretty.”

What did you dream about that five day weekend?

“I remember I actually had a dream we were in Winter Wonderland. There was just a lot of snow.”

What did you dream about that five day weekend?

“I was riding a dragon through the sky. The air blowing pass me and the entire world below and the sky above was incredible.”

My second semester resolution: “To be on track. I need to graduate still.”

My second semester resolution: “Pass my classes and have fun.”

First thing that comes to mind when you hear the word “dream”: “My imagination of my imaginary life.”

How did you deal with the snow days?

“My brother, my cousins, and I rolled up a big snowball to make a big snowman. For the base of the snowman, it was too big to push it. I had to football tackle it to move it so that it can roll into a bigger snowball.”

What did you dream about that five day weekend?

“I was playing Left 4 Dead and I was dreaming about zombies. I was protecting my family from zombies and I shot one in the head with a pistol from afar.”

My second semester resolution...

“To graduate this year and pass all my classes with A’s and B’s, especially pass my AP classes which is AP Lit and AP Gov.”

Name: Ksenia Ivanova Position: Portraits Editor Notable For: Keeping a dream diary on her phone and deciding to submit it as a story pertaining to our theme of Dreams.

(Page 16) First thing that comes to mind when you hear the word “dream”: “Dreams are the embodiment of my chaotic thoughts.”

How did you deal with the snow days?

“I was incredibly productive. I don’t even remember what I did.”

What did you dream about that five day weekend?

“The day before, I ran across a picture of Brad Pitt in a dress. In the dream, I was in the desert with my sister and there was some outlet stores. There were people promoting a religion worshipping coffee. We ran away and the rest of the dream, we were running away with Brad Pitt from a crazy fan.”

Name: Queneshia Lee Position: Portraits Staff Notable For: Tracking down Officer Reynolds for days to interview him about his dreams over her lunch break. (Page 11) First thing that comes to mind when you hear the word “dream”: “Not reality. More like a fantasy type of world.”

How did you deal with the snow days?

“I stayed inside. The only time I got out was to help my grandmother walk to the store.”

What did you dream about that five day weekend?

“I dreamt that I was in a hot wings factory and I got locked inside. The only way to survive was to eat the hot wings and eventually, I turned into one.”

My second semester resolution...

“Enforce the STAAR learner into my everyday schedule. Also to become a better mentor and interact with new people.”

My second semester resolution...

“To not procrastinate and to sleep like a normal person.”

What did the ARROW staff dream during the spontaneous five-day weekend?

Queenelle Gazmen got millions of dollars filming a Girls’ Generation music video...........Editor-in-Chief Joseph Varnadore dived on a tropical island and there was a polar bear on his boat..Managing Editor Vanessa Abenojar almost drowned with her boyfriend and dodged rattle snakes.................Copy Editor Eli De Los Santos doesn’t remember his dreams of his childhood...................................Photography Editor Brittney Nguyen was attacked by an ARROW staff member with a knife....................................Cover Editor Dauvee Keith was fighting Russians at the mall over diamonds...............................................Play Hard Editor Tristan Cawagas was tutting in the talent show.......................................................................Perspectives Editor Kevin Chung had an epic adventure mixed with accents of Final Fantasy XII.....................NUM83R5 Editor VyVy Nguyen ran into one her boyfriend’s exes at his basketball game........................................Faces Editor FINE PRINT

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Know more Our Town, Our Play In the days before the performances, amateurs and drama veterans spend hours memorizing, rehearsing, and sharing meals. Behind the curtain, they call it Hell Week.

|Abigail Cetino |Know More Staff Day One, Monday 1/9/12 Chaos. Junior Janessa Durden, who plays Mrs. Soames, speaks from the balcony, catching me by surprise. There’s a lot of space on the stage, and many sustained silences. Matthew Milton, the director, tells the cast to enunciate and slow down numerous times. People are missing.

The stage managers fill in for those gone and struggle to recite the lines and keep the flow. Hunter Eider, the only freshman, uses a lot of hand movements and facial expressions. Milton rarely reminds him what to do.

There are no props; actors use music stands as trelases. There are a few characters on stage at a time, and they spend a lot of time repeating lines as Milton tells them what to improve on. He reminds the cast to face the audience and tells those offstage

making jokes and teasing each other. An actor even falls asleep.

Senior Jacob Hires, playing Mr. Webb, says his lines once or twice before losing himself in his phone. He reads a science fiction dystopia, “Anthem” by Ayn Rand, and finishes it. To make up for lost time, the Day Two, Tuesday 1/10/12 The actors make progress but people are cast has a 45 minute dinner break instead of still missing and, once again, stage managers an hour. fill in. During dinner actors gather in the Day Four, Thursday 1/12/12 green room and chat, almost like a family.

Rehearsal starts at 2:30 p.m. instead Those around the table eat from a huge bag of smaller bags of chips. Others eat store of 3 p.m. The majority of the actors are in bought sub sandwiches and lay on the table costumes and practice timing while using while chugging down Coca Cola. spotlights. They practice with new trelases and use real props. Their line transitions are smoother.

Day Three, Wednesday 1/11/12 Dinner break is at 4:30 p.m. instead of Half the cast shows; Milton sends them at 5 p.m.; the majority of the cast indulge to the lobby. They work on lines while he practices with lights. The cast repeats lines themselves in pizza while others enjoy food they’ve brought. Woodshop teacher for hours as they wait for the others to arrive. Out of boredom, some sit, lay around David Cerio sits in the audience with Milton watching the rehearsal and joking around. and engage in chatter. Others play around, to be quiet as they let their chatter escalate to a louder tone. Milton doesn’t tell them their lines or who goes next, creating more awkward silences. Milton tells them to enunciate.

Milton and Cerio blast songs and sing along.

When starting rehearsal again they speed through scenes while skipping others. They focus on scenes that need more practice.

Day Five, Friday 1/13/12 To get a sense of the length, they run through the whole show without stopping.

Milton teaches junior Jennifer McDowell how to peform a “theatre slap” for her scene when she slaps senior Jordan Nixon, playing as her son. An hour before the show the actors touch up their hair and makeup in the dressing rooms. After about half an hour they meet up in Dressing Room C and gather into a circle holding hands, doing exercises to relieve stress.

Once finished, they go around the circle saying a word that describes how they currently feel. They tighten the circle and throw their hands up while letting out a final yell. They go to the PAC and socialize with the audience. The curtain opens.

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Bonds and Levies

The fate of the school district’s budget |Queenelle Gazmen |Editor-In-Chief The Citizens Committee, students and staff called Renton citizens to convince them to vote on a school bond and levies on Feb. 14.

“There are very few times when a vote is no concern to a student, and these are votes that are critical,” Principal Damien Pattenaude said. “For every student who attends school in the Renton School District, the election ballot in Feb. 14 is one of those critical votes.”

A bond is a fixed financial asset by a government; a levy is obligated money paid through a government. Both are important to the school district’s spendings.

“A major concern we have right now is the budget because the governor has proposed a tax bill for people to vote on,” Pattenaude said. “If it’s not supported, it can negatively impact student education.”

Local levies fund 28% of school.

The state funds 58% of it. The federal government funds 11%, and the other 3% comes from other sources.

“It’s a good thing our community has historically supported our schools,” Pattenuade said. “But we still need votes.”

The vote will support the Education Maintenance & Operations Levy that funds educational programs and extracurricular activities, a Technology Levy that will allow the continuation of technology-based programs and the Building for a Lifetime of Learning bond that funds renovations.

“We’re trying to get everyone helping out: Key Club, National Honors Society and Leadership,” Pattenaude said.

The committee looked for 20 callers.

“I went to the WIAA building and was given a folder with two papers with numbers and a script,” senior Natashale Greene said. “I spent an hour calling people, checking them if they said yes, crossing them out if they said no.”

Greene wanted to “leave a legacy of cash flow.”

“I was told the money can be used to build a new middle school,” Greene said.

Pattenaude hopes that any cuts stay far away from the classroom as possible.

It’s their education that will be affected the most if the bill passes or not,” Pattenaude said.

On Jan. 23, the Citizens Committee worked at the old district office calling Renton residents between 5 p.m. to 8 p.m.

Call the Renton School District at 425-2042345 for more information.

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Weekend sessions promise readiness |Kevin Chung |NUM83R5 Editor The SAT (Scholastic Aptitude Test) is required in most college applications, and a high score will improve the chances of students getting accepted.

Renton is now offering a new Saturday class to students who want to be a step ahead in terms of their SAT preparedness.

Some prep classes can cost up to five hundred dollars, but Renton offers them for free. Students who complete the course obtain college credit.

Junior Ralf Case sees the SAT class as an opportunity.

“The SAT classes are really helpful.

They teach techniques that are essential to taking the SAT, but it’s a lot of work,” Case said.

Fellow junior Carol Xie’s opinion on the SAT class is a “work is work” mindset, and work isn’t always fun.

“The SAT classes are fairly interesting, but they’re sort of boring at the same time,” Xie said. “I think the most motivating part about actually waking up in the morning is that you’ll get some

credits for attending the class, and they’re actually free.”

Classes are staffed by certified teachers and volunteers.

“They have volunteers as teachers who actually want to help, but since they aren’t actual teachers, it’s hard to pay attention to them and take them seriously,” Xie said.

“Whether the classes are really helpful or not really depends on which teacher you get.”

Class usually meets 9 a.m. - 1 p.m. It depends on what we do. If we’re focusing on one subject, then it’s 9-1. If we’re doing workshops or taking practice tests, and whatnot, it might be 9-5,” Xie said.

Case describes the homework as rigorous as a regular class.

“There’s homework every week. We have like three workbooks for science, math, and reading and writing,” Case said.

In Case’s and Xie’s opinion, the teachers may be volunteers, but they are helpful and qualified.

“I think they do a pretty good job teaching us. They taught me things that I would’ve never known,” Case said.

This year’s classes became available to sophomores after a lower than expected number of juniors enrolled.

The goal of these classes is to help students improve their SAT scores, primarily for college applications.

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DONORS MAKE ‘A POSITIVE’ CHANGE

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|Katie Reynolds |Know More Editor Ninety-one students signed up for the blood drive and, by the end of the day, students donated a total of eight gallons, surpassing the totals from Hazen and Lindbergh. Every pint of blood can save up to six lives.

There are five major steps when it comes

to blood donations.

The donation itself involves collecting 1 pint and several test tubes of blood.

The second step is processing, where the blood is separated into transfusable components for the third step, testing.

To check for blood type and infectious diseases, about a dozen tests are performed on each unit of donated blood. If a test comes

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back positive on a test, the unit is discarded and the donor is notified.

Step four is storage, where blood and other components are kept at low temperature until needed.

The final step is distribution; blood is available to be shipped to hospitals 24 hours a day, seven days a week. The next blood drive is scheduled for March 6.

Urban, Diverse, Strong Congratulations to the ARROW for being awarded the Journalism Education Association Diversity Award. Only one is given each year, going to the individual or group who sets out to represent the Diversity inside of their school. Special thanks to Elizabeth Stewart of the Renton Historical Society, Stephanie Varnadore, and Roxanna Johnson for writing letters of recommendation, and of course our diverse and loyal readership inside and out of the school.

Lumberjox The Lumberjox club and advisor David Cireo have volunteered to refurbish the lab area in Rebecca Swanson’s Room 325, focusing on the drawers. They removed 150 drawers from the lab tables inside the classroom. Afterward, they removed the locks and handles, sanded, repainted, and replaced the old hardware inside of the drawers. They plan to continue projects for the teachers around the school. Lumberjox meet every day every other week in room 163.

Sophomore Clean Up The sophomore class will be cleaning up a King County park as part of an effort to lower the amount of tobacco litter in public parks. For cleaning up cigarette butts, the class will be awarded with a 750 dollar grant from King County. The class officers, along with other sophomore volunteers, will clean up Jones Park.

Snow Make Up Renton School District has announced the three make-up days. We will be having school on May 25 and adding two days to the end of the school year.

This means that June 20 and June 21 will both be school days. Seniors will not have to make up the days.

Funds Drive The band and choir raised over $1,160 for Renton Area Youth and Family Services during the weeks leading up to Dec. 17, when the Rays Santa Breakfast was held. All money went to serve underprivileged teens during the holidays. Voulenteers at the Santa Breakfest included band and choir members.

SLAM the Competition The Youth Speaks Seattle national SLAM poetry competition will be held at Harambee on Feb. 10. This will be a preliminary, and will decide who will go onto the National competition. Any high school may enter the competition.

For more information on the competition, join the Youth Speaks Seattle Facebook group, or email henry.luke@artscorps.org.

Double the Talent Interested in being part of a talent show? Miss the Jan. 23 auditions for the Feb. 10 show? Tryouts for the Multicultural show are on Feb. 29. Acts must be representative of yourself/your group’s culture, and should be prepared ahead of time. See Lurline Antes in room 315 for more information on the show and auditions.

Nationally Certified Teachers Congratulations to Science teacher Melissa Barga, Art and Potery teacher Paulette Manson, Math teacher Shannon Milner, and World History teachers Christina Neuschwander and William Ruehle on earning National Board certification. These teachers were awarded based off the curriculum taught in and out the classroom. National Certification is considered one of the highest honors a teacher can earn.

|Ksenia Ivanova |Portraits Editor The food rule is being enforced on a day to day basis, especially during both lunches, and will continue until all students are able to clean up after themselves.

“There’s not supposed to be any food or drinks on the second or third floor or on any of the stairways. First floor hallways are fine, but we prefer to keep food in the commons area if we could,” Security Officer Rashadd Powell said.

The administration has specific reasons for this expectation.

“People leave garbage lying around.

They don’t pick up behind themselves, and spills and those things lead to possible rodent problems like mice and rats,” Powell said.

Though some students have to be punished for their wrongdoings, others feel they do a fine job cleaning up after themselves whether the policy was there or not.

“I try to clean up after myself after eating,” junior Kevin Chow said.

One student cooperating is not going to change the rules, though. It takes the whole school.

“If we could monitor that or if that didn’t happen I’m sure that would change the rules,” Powell said. “Until students can prove themselves, we have to keep the policy as it is.”

There are several food items custodians find especially arduous or difficult to clean.

“Sometimes [people] have apple slices and they play with it, they step on it. It’s hard to clean,” custodian Tung Huynh said. “Raisins stick on the floor, and we can’t sweep them.”

A perspective from one of the janitors provides a reason for students to help in every single way they can.

“If you respect your parents, you should respect your school,” custodian Ta Thanh said. “You need to think of your school like your family. Your parents spend money on you and for food just like the public spends money for school. It’s a waste.”

According to the custodians and the administration, the reason for setting up these rules is not to create inconveniences for students, but to provide a better experience attending the school.

Every month, The Beat explores the latest news going around the school.

Everything from dress-code offenses to school-wide events. Breathe deep.

Clarification on school news has finally arrived.

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Boys and Gymnastics, Not an Easy Split

Two boy gymnasts are removed, and the rules won’t be stretched |Tony Nguyen and Farid Ahmach |NUM83R5 Staff and Art Editor A Good Beginning At first sophomore Tristan Tran was embarrassed to be in gymnastics, but then he started to enjoy himself.

“They tell me that I float in the air,” Tran said.

Tran’s weakest move is the one and a half turn; the move he is best at is the straddle jump and “walking wolf full,” because he can jump really high.

“If I said any move was too girly for me I’d get in trouble,” Tran said.

The move that is too girly for him is the Split Leap.

Abiding by the Rules Tran and sophomore James Tolentino were removed from the team as part of a Seamount League wide removal of boys in gymnastics.

“The reason why we had to take them off the team was because we were violating the rule,” Athletics Director

Wendell Ellis said. “If guys and girls are on the same team, there won’t always be an equal match for others.”

According to the WIAA’s Position Statement on Boys’ and Girls’ Programs, districts should provide “equal programs,” for boys and girls with “substantially equal opportunities for competition, instruction, publicity and awards.”

Additionally, Title IX, a 1972 education amendment to the Civil Rights Act of 1964 states “no person shouldn’t be turned down from participation, based on sex, or be discriminated against.”

Despite these rules, Coach Elaine Monillas wishes the action had been more clearly communicated to her.

“We don’t have actual e-mails saying any rules.

There’s no clear clarification for staff, students and parents explaining why. There‘s nothing coming from the district’s documentation. Nothing says that guys aren’t ‘supposed’ to be in Gymnastics. They have a good attitude and don’t

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complain. The boys bring a different energy.

“They aren’t taking anything from the team,” she continued. “The boys don’t take any privileges or benefits…

Other teams have guy gymnasts.”

Many people may contribute their own opinions to this bursting hot spot.

Teammates’ Reaction Senior teammate Theresa Vo misses her teammates.

“They brought happiness to the team, and the guys are funny.”

Senior Shelly Mariano misses Tolentino especially.

“James would B-boy and I would try to copy him,” Mariano said. “Most girls think guys join girl sports because they are perverts, but they’re not.”

Tran and Tolentino recently found a bit of closure to this story; they now manage the team.

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Swims for Us, Studies at Home |Andrea Buenbrazo |Back Page Editor The air hangs heavy and burns with the smell of chlorine. Swimmers step to the edge of their diving boards and crouch down. For what seems to be an eternity, the room stands still. Then, the whistle blows. And the swimmers leap.

Among them is the home schooled senior swimmer Steve Sholdra, going for his butterfly record of 0:52.58.

“He’s really good. Like Michael Phelps good,” sophomore swimmer Angelo Ocampo said, “We don’t talk, but I secretly look up to him.”

Sholdra is the most admired swimmer on the swim team. He’s gone to state for swim each year since freshman year.

“He’s like the awesomest swimmer ever,” junior swimmer Delfin Buyco said.

Not to mention well mannered.

“He says thank

you to just about everything I say,” Coach Dianne Pavelin said “I’m just like ‘Steve, that’s my job!’”

Sholdra dedicates his time to swimming with practice twice a day, every day, all year. If he’s not swimming at the Hazen pool, he’s off to the Bellevue Club.

Or Rolling Hills in the summer.

“I’m swimming approximately three and a half to four and a half hours per day,” Sholdra said.

Sholdra hopes for the Renton swim team to continue to state.

“We always do well at districts, and maybe we can allocate to state that way.”

Sholdra is close with the guys on the team, joking with each other even during meets. They hold each other in high esteem.

“I try to be a good teammate and they’re really great as well,” Sholdra said “This is tough

because in high school swimming, it’s a lot different than year round swimming for me.

“At year round meets, we have like three or four hours between events. Here you’re swimming like back to back to back.

I’ve really got to give respect to high school swimmers. It’s such a different experience, and it’s so hard.”

After swimming for a solid 11 years, to be deprived of it would be unbearable.

“I love this sport so much,” Sholdra said, “I can’t imagine living without it.”

Does he do anything but swim?

Of course not.

“No. I’m on three swim teams and I speak Arabic. But as far as sports go…

I coach golf. I’m not very good at playing golf, I can only coach it.” Sholdra said.

“I’m not bad but I prefer swimming.”

Sholdra broke his butterfly record with a shiny new 0:52.48.

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TAKEDOWN: On a speedy and indefinite takedown, Emmanuel Martinez polishes his moves with the rest of the team for the big match on Jan. 26 at Hazen High School. Head Coach Keith Eager has great exspectations for Martinez. “He has put in a lot of hard work,” Eager said, “and now it should pay off.”

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|Queneshia Lee |Portraits Staff The girls’ basketball team is currently undefeated with a reign of 8-0. The girls have been doing a fantastic job on the court. Whether they continue their undefeated streak or bring home an unfortunate future loss, fellow Indians support them no matter what.

“Our girls are doing great,” Athletic Director Wendell Ellis said. “The boys are young and have potential. The boys need to learn how to work as a team.”

Throughout the season the girls have not let their school down. With the many opponents they face from time to time, the Indians continue to dominate the court.

“Our girl’s rock,” counseling secretary Linda Stallman said. “Most important of all, we beat Kennedy, which hasn’t been done in a very long time.”

Until this year, the girls’ basketball team had not beat Kennedy since 1989. This was a major accomplishment for the girls.

“We finally have a chance to go to state,” sophomore Taylor Farris said.

“I always wanted to go to state; it has always been a dream of mine.”

One of the teams they faced was the Highline Pirates. When asked, Highline had nothing bad to say about Renton.

The team was all smiles as they thought about the past games against Renton.

“Renton is pretty impressive,” Highline girls’ basketball player Darshell Walker said. “The whole team as a whole is great but there are three main people who are hard to compete with. Jordan Armstrong, Taylor Farris and Priscilla Tuiasosopo go hard.”

The guys think the girls are working hard as well.

“I think they are doing really good,” senior Davier Moses said. “I’m proud of them.”

There is a lot more to expect from our girls, as they grace each court they visit with their feisty, fierce and passionate presence. “They are wonderful, they have great chemistry,” junior Jonathan Patterson said. “There is no idividual person.”

They have upcoming games against Tyee, Foster, Evergreen and Hazen. The girls start playing at 6:15 p.m. with the guys following them at 7:45 p.m.

They plan to have a great up and coming post season.

Every month, The Sidelines provides a first-hand account of a sporting event or activity with the sweaty, sticky details in tact. Relive the experience with the greatest glory, and maybe a few laughs.

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You see hundreds of faces each day.

Though you may forget, your mind keeps these images and includes them in your dreams. You never dream of someone or something you have not seen once before in your life.

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Studies have shown that when rats, which have similar brain chemistry to humans, are deprived of REM (Rapid Eye Movement, a dream state), they die within four weeks.

Many individuals with disabilities dream as if they didn’t have them.

CREDENTIALS FOR THE FACTS ON THESE PAGES: Alleyne, Richard. “Black and White TV Generation Have Monochrome Dreams.” Telegraph.co.uk. October 17, 2008. Accessed: October 20, 2009.

Belanger, Jeff and Kristin Dalley. 2006.The Nightmare Encyclopedia: Your Darkest Dreams Interpreted. Franklin Lakes, NJ: The Career Press, Inc.

As we sleep, our brains process all of the information we learned during the day and then goes through it over again.

Brynie, Faith Hickman. 2006. Sleep and Dreams: 101 Questions about Sleep and Dreams. Minneapolis, MN: Twenty-First Century Books.

The Giant Book of Dreams: Over 10,000 Symbols and Secrets Interpreted. 2005. London, UK: Constable & Robinson.

Lewis, James R. and Evelyn Dorothy Oliver. 2009. The Dream Encyclopedia. 2nd ed. Canton, MI: Visible Ink Press.

There are about 20% of us who dream in black and white.

Chronic smokers who suddenly quit reported more vivid dreams than when they smoked.

If someone had a dream during the Roman Era, people believed it was a message from the Gods.

Regan, Kelly. 2006. Field Guide to Dreams: How to Identify and Interpret the Symbols in Your Dreams. Philadelphia, PA: Quirk Books.

By the time we die, most of us will have spent a quarter of a century sleeping.

Shaw, Tucker. 2000. Dreams. New York, NY: 17th Street Productions.

Women tend to have more women in their dreams, while men have more men in theirs.

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It’s back, what does it mean? It won’t go away. Go! No wait, stay.

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|Tony Nguyen | NUM83R5 Staff Our school is a sleepless school going off a few scavenged hours a night.

According to our survey, twenty-five percent of students sleep less than four hours a day.

This author’s reaction: that’s sad. Some people might not be able to sleep because they might have forgotten about an important essay, or they might be in the middle of a fiery “Call of Duty” match, or they might not sleep in the middle of the night.

Our survey also says that eighty-seven percent of seniors feel like they don’t get enough sleep. Many juniors and seniors have jobs; every week they give multiple hours to projects unrelated to school. The stress juniors and seniors have from finals, culminating portfolios, SAT’s and college applications may explain why they don’t get enough sleep.

Thirty-six percent of freshmen feel like they get enough sleep, while sixtyfour percent feel the opposite. Only two percent of students sleep more than eight hours a day; thirty-eight percent of students sleep the national average.

Students as a whole are busy with their school life, social life, or whatever keeps people up at night.

Our school is a sleepless school. Sleep is how your body unwinds. The fact that we don’t get enough sleep compared to the nation’s average says we are working in a more stressful environment.

A USA Today survey found that less sleep affected university students negatively.

There are plenty of good reasons to stay up at night, and plenty of problems that keep us awake when we may want to slumber. Good time management can solve many of those problems.

I may be a blood-sucking vampire who goes through the night like a ninja and biting the necks of sleeping maidens, but I’m still able to find enough hours of sleep.

Prioritizing homework over socializing, or whatever you call biting on someone’s neck, is an effective way to clear up your sleep schedule. Be just like me and be a menacing scourge of the night.

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MAD DIARY OF A LONG SLEEPER UNLEASHES SHENANIGANS |Naje Bryant |Play Hard Staff

I Dream in Shades of Gray

PERSPECTIVES 14 A colorless world? It wouldn’t happen. It does in her dreams.

The world lies in her mind, and at night it takes over. Our fearless leader is full of different colors, but in her sleep, she can’t see red, blue, or even green.

She sees old-fashioned movies in her dream. Silent, black and white; episode after episode.

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|Queenelle Gazmen |Editor-in-Chief The concrete road is black. The street light is gray. The light from it is bright white.

These are the only colors in my dreams.

Black. Gray.

White.

I close my eyes and a 1920’s silent film plays.

It’s a free showing every night from 10 p.m. to 5:30 a.m. Sometimes, there’s late showings and early releases depending on what time I went to sleep.

In a dream where I was living in New York City, I actually thought the lack of color worked out best. I dressed in an argyle cardigan, dress pants and a fedora. I looked like I was plucked out of an old Audrey Hepburn classic.

My job was at a filmmaking firm. I was a rookie, doing mundane tasks for famous directors.

Even though I used a new Sony camcorder that everyone uses today, the fact that it was silver made it look like I had the newest technological innovation out there.

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“good ol’ days,” even though everything was in color regardless of the time era.

While others think dreaming in black and white is “cool,” I sometimes find it scary. The people have the same skin tone as metallic robots. They easily blend into crowds where I feel lost and helpless. I stare into faces of gray, some lighter than others, but still gray.

The buildings, though having features like flower beds and air conditioners, were confusing to tell apart. I’m surprised my dream-self could find my home.

But what’s worse is when there happens to be violence in my dreams.

In one dream, the colorless version of me was running through the hallways of an office building. I couldn’t see who was chasing me; I was just in fear of being caught.

Then I tumbled and fell face-first.

I didn’t hear the gunshot.

Lying on the gray tiled floor, my chest heaving in my white shirt, my fist clutching my stomach, my white shirt began to turn gray.

The scene was ten times scarier because I couldn’t hear my breathing slow down.

Gray blood is actually more nauseating than red blood.

The only thing keeping me alive in the dream was such a boring color that it didn’t look like I was bleeding at all. I think that’s the worst part about dreaming in black and white: Nothing seems as important as it should be.

I kissed gray lips. Not pink ones.

I swam in black water, not calm blue seas.

Every night, it’s as if I live for eight hours a day in a dystopia and the government took away all color.

Some say black and white dreaming means depression. I couldn’t have been depressed since I was five.

There are times when I would love to switch my brain for a new one just so I can dream in color.

PERSPECTIVES 15 Someone like Naje doesn’t ever dream the same, and she actually remembers what she dreams.

Not all of are like that. Naje recalls enough to write it down in the morning. She shares her dreams with us, and they’re hilarious.

Jan. 3, Tuesday morning Last night’s dream was about PICKLES and FRUIT NINJA! I only dreamt this because I was playing “Fruit Ninja” and eating pickles before going to bed last night, but yes, pickles. The pickles in my dream weren’t just any pickles, they were super pickles with special powers that made me perfect at “Fruit Ninja.” I was in my room under a canopy that displayed the game like a big giant iPad on my ceiling.

The more I ate the pickles the better I got, but each bite affected my skills differently. For example, one bite would help my speed while the others would help my agility or the amount of fruit I could slice in a game. OMG! I wish the dream was real ‘cause I suck at “Fruit Ninja.” Well, til’ tomorrow!

Jan. 4, Wednesday morning I walked around the hallways of the school but the school was torn up like a hurricane hit it. Two hundred years passed. (So much time! I was still 15!)

I was invisible to the rest of the people in the school. It seemed like a normal day: the bells still rang on time and the classes seemed the same, but there were no doors or windows, the walls had holes in them and the wallpaper was torn.

Later in the day, zombies showed up and somehow I got a gun and started playing like I’m in “Dead Island,” “Left for Dead,” or something like that. I was so boss at killing zombies. I was doing flips and jumping over large objects with ease until I tripped and fell in a hole. BUZZZZZZER.

Jan. 5, Thursday morning Everything was blurry. I remember bits and pieces but none of them go together. I was talking to my older sister but couldn’t hear anything she or I said. Then I was in the play “Madea’s Christmas.”

Does that make sense? Maybe the meaning is something about wealth or power or something, or even something bad about to happen. (FORESHADOWING! TYLER PERRY!) Jan. 6, Friday Morning Today’s dream was all about Family Feud (and had nothing to do with last night’s dream). My family and I went head to head against another family for cash. I don’t know who was winning but, knowing my family, it wasn’t us. The host wasn’t Steve Harvey like usual, but better. Adam Sandler!

A question about pets was asked. I was about to answer when Adam stopped the game, took out his guitar and sang “The Hanukah Song” from SNL. Then my family, who hates humor and can’t answer easy game show questions, won. Two grand!

Jan. 7 Saturday Morning POOL PARTY! With the whole school. Literally, every person in the school freshmen, sophomores, juniors and seniors were there. I have never seen such a big pool. As big as the school, maybe bigger.

I was mainly with my day time crew swimming and hanging out. Everyone was having a good time taking pictures and playing but then I had a feeling it was about to be time to wake up. Weekday or weekend, these feelings are never wrong. It sucks on weekends because my body doesn’t know that if it wakes me up I am going to make it go back to sleep.

Anyway, I got that feeling and I went into panic mode (like my parents were about to show up or something). So everyone ran out of the pool grabbing their things and I dove to the bottom to unplug the water.

GLUG GLUG GURGLE FLATLINE.

SHE DIED. Ever since, I think it’s been hitting my cousins one by one.

One had a dream where she was wearing purple in the corner of a room, sitting alone.

Another had a dream where she walked into a room wearing green, her favorite color. I had a dream of her laying down right next to me, bubbly with her short curly hair and long nails that always stay shiny. The dream was something like a flashback from a long time ago while I stayed with my grandma in California for a summer.

A SILENT COLORED DREAM.

I was in her bed. So many pillows, all white with ruffles and her white dresser with a telephone that she was always on. Red and black baby Mickey Mouse blanket ruining the winter illusion .

I dreamt of her sitting up and telling me to wake up through tired e yes with strong, hard-working hands, patting m y b a c k . T h e n I f e l l b a c k a s l e e p t o w a k e u p t o h e r c o o k i n g. S u c h a t h e r a p e u t i c s m e l l w h i s p e r i n g l o v e t o m y n o s t r i l s q u i c k l y t u r n e d s o u r, a n d s u d d e n l y t u r n e d i n t o a s i c k b u r n i n g s e n s a t i o n . I w o k e u p s c r e a m i n g . [ Va n e s s a A b e n o j a r ]

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|Katie Reynolds |Know More Editor What I want to remember more than anything are my dreams. You see, from the moment I wake I start to lose the experiences I had in the world of my mind.

I know I have amazing dreams, fantastic, crazy, exciting dreams.

What exactly those dreams are, I have no idea. I still have a vague recollection of a couple from throughout my life, but that’s it.

Usually they disappear completely within a few days.

Not remembering is frustrating, and trying to hold onto them is throwing-stuff-against-the-wallpulling-on-your-hair-screaminginto-a-pillow-annoying-frustrating.

Not like I actually do that stuff over this, I just have that feeling. Images and sounds that were so vivid and real just hours before, I can feel slowly slipping away. It’s like struggling to keep water in cupped hands indefinitely.

I may call it a curse; others say a blessing. Some people are constantly plagued with their darkest thoughts and fears, that haunt them again and again in the dream world.

Nightmares so frightening, you become scared to close your eyes.

Last year, my worst fears invaded my sleep. I have nihilophobia, the fear of nothingness, of endless voids. Night after night, in a panic I would run through pure darkness, no end in sight. Not knowing what was around me freaked me out.

Every night, I would lay in bed scared that I would be sent back to that place of darkness, and usually I would. Even when the sun was out I couldn’t close my eyes for very long.

So yes, my forgetful mind is probably my salvation in this case, but I can’t help but wish to simply know of the wonders I’ve seen.

Many dreams of mine are colorful, eventful, and strange, sometimes even disturbing. Filled with Indiana Jones adventures and Lord of the Rings creatures. But the worlds I wish more than anything to see are beyond my reach, like trying to touch the sky seeming so close, just beneath the surface. A whole other mysterious me.

REM 16 Ever hear about a dream, but it’s hard to picture because it’s not yours?

These dreams have words so vivid they’re perfectly visual. Here are the descriptions (straight from the dreamer’s own mind) with hand-drawn pictures to match from four other artists.

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The Stage of Sleep Where Dreams Occur Portraits Editor Ksenia Ivanova recalled four distinct moments from her dreams.

ARROW asked four artists to recreate these scenes with their own hand-drawn grooves intact. We leave you with these funky, crossbred images, simultaneously nonsensical, surrealistic, and vivid.

“Paper cranes sweep me away.”

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“A mountain hot spring. A roaring waterfall in front of the ancient glaciers. I float on my back staring at the plantets, stars, and nebulas that had come into view. A world at the edge of our galaxy.”

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“I’m at a cliff-side, facing away from the edge, but I can feel pebbles crumbling, showering the cliff-side.”

“I walk next to a giant pomegranate rolling along side of me, round, as tall as a doorway; the pomegranate has no face and no mouth to speak. There is a forest of lava lamps surrounding us, planted with roots coming from the sand beneath us.”

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|Derick Veracruz |Perspectives Staff Meet Luke Bryan.

I recently did at a doctor’s office in downtown Auburn.

Forty-six years old and born with Leber’s congenital amaurosis, an inherited eye disease, Bryan faces life one day at a time.

At first I was afraid to talk to him, but as soon as he started to leave I ran out the door to catch him and stuck my hand out. Silly me, he couldn’t see my hand.

“Excuse me sir, my name is Derick Veracruz.”

“I didn’t do it, I swear!” he joked.

“No, no. I wanted to speak to you about...”

He interrupted and said he wanted to walk to Safeway to get something from the hot food area. I agreed to go with him.

“How’s their macaroni and cheese look? Describe it.”

I had never been in such a situation; it was awkward, but I didn’t want him to know I was feeling that way.

“Looks old, you should definitely pass on that,” I responded.

“Glad you’re honest. I find out the hard way usually,” he said.

He ordered and paid. I wondered how he knew how much money to give to the cashier? Well, Bryan only carries one dollar bills with him wherever he goes.

We proceeded to go outside and sit; I directed him to the left just as someone walked towards us and failed to notice Bryan’s cane going back and forth on the cold cement.

We sat at the table outside and I asked him what it’s like to see the world the way he sees it.

“My mother or father’s side. I don’t know who I got it from. It’s a disease you inherit. It must have been from a couple of generations back,” Bryan said.

He tapped his long white cane and shook his leg.

“You have four other senses, don’t you?” he asked.

Many people would assume someone who was never able to see would not be able to dream. However, that’s not true for Bryan. Just because one of the five senses is lost, it doesn’t stop someone from dreaming. Bryan has no sight with which to dream, but he still has sound, touch, smell, and taste.

“As I was growing up, I learned what foods were by tasting them and smelling them. I didn’t need to see them.

If I liked them, I wanted them!” Bryan joked.

He said he ordered the Mac & Cheese because it was his favorite growing up.

“When I was 10 or so, we lived near a train track, and I would hear the train go by all the time: in the morning, in the evening, even when I was sleeping. The wheels scraping against the tracks, the horn, the screeching metal.

“We moved away and I remember when I would sleep, I could hear those same noises in my sleep. I’ll never forget that.”

“Is that how you would dream, by noises?” I asked.

“Yeah, I would also make up the images in my head,” he responded.

“They’ll never be the correct ones, but they’re what I’m used to, in a way,” he said.

“I read that someone who was born not able to see couldn’t dream with images,” I said.

“Who is anyone to tell me I can’t make up an image in my head?” he asked. “They must not have done any studies on me.”

We chuckled as our conversation drew odd stares from strangers.

“It is rare that I have images, and they’re only mostly of something I’ve come across through life using my other senses. I have what is called auditory dreams; I dream through sounds,” he said.

We only dream of what we know.

He took a bite of his food and turned his head. “Why are you talking to me again?” he asked.

“Curiosities.”

Luke’s distinct imagination and extravagant mind can open more than just eyes.

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Dream Cop: helping the innocent and enforcing the law even as he sleeps |Queneshia Lee |Portraits Staff He was with the Franklin County sheriff ’s department for 11 years; he has been with the Renton Police department for 21 years, and an officer for 32 years. Officer Jeff Reynolds has faced every type of criminal one can think of.

“He takes care of business and gets the job done,” attendance secretary Angela Spates said.

For those who don’t know, Reynolds has sleep apnea, a sleeping disorder characterized by a reduction or pause of breathing during sleep; disruption in sleep occurs due to inadequate breathing and poor oxygen levels in the blood.

“Now that I’m older I don’t get as much sleep,” Reynolds said.

With Reynolds facing hardcore criminals one may wonder how he sleeps at night. Some might think he dreams about the criminals he has faced or might face.

However, his dreams are the opposite.

“A lot of my dreams have to do with trying to help somebody,” Reynolds said.

Although he dreams of helping people, Reynolds’ fellow employees confirm that this does not only take place in his dreams.

“Reynolds has a compassionate heart and likes to help anyone whenever he can,” Spates said.

Reynolds puts his dreams into three categories: pleasurable, realistic and fearful.

“When you sleep soundly you sometimes

forget what your dreams were about.”

There is one thing that bothers Reynolds more than the criminals. As a kid he had a reoccurring dream about a white rubber football; there were no people in it.

No words, just a white rubber football.

“I’m not sure what it meant,” Reynolds said. “All I know is that till this day I wonder why I dreamt about that white rubber football.”

As he reminisced, while eating his poppy seed muffin and drinking his Diet Coke, Reynolds laughed as he thought about the effects dreams can have.

“At times a dream can be so horrible it no longer has the title of a dream but the title a nightmare,” Reynolds said.

Reynolds believes dreams are natural and not intentional. Although the following event happened in real life, it slowly started to creep into Reynolds dreams.

“One time I heard a man burn to death,” Reynolds said.

He received a call that a fellow officer needed backup in pursuing what seemed to be a drunk driver. The driver was doing 100 mph and drove into a house knocking the house completely off its foundation.

As the officers got out of the car, they saw heavy grey smoke and flames. Reynolds ran to the trunk of the car and got a fire extinguisher. No more than 5 seconds later the extinguisher ran out.

“From that point I knew there was no saving him,” Reynolds said. “I usually don’t have sleep disturbances but that was one that did make me uncomfortable when I slept.”

Although he is an officer, Reynolds dreams just like us. Dreams do not discriminate; they happen to anyone at anytime, anywhere.

Only the fittest are able to survive in a time when zombies roam the earth |Ksenia Ivanova |Portraits Editor “The principal gets on the intercom.

You can hear him getting attacked and mobbed by zombies.

Everyone gets in a panic after they hear that,” junior Alvin Poquiz said.

Thus, beginning his version of a local zombie apocalypse. For Poquiz, the zombie dreams go night after night.

“Everyone starts scrambling downstairs even though all the zombies are downstairs,” Poquiz said. “They’re all in a melee trying to get out and they can’t tell who’s who.”

First they mauled Big 5 for guns, but the tables turned in the dream when the sports store closed in real life and a new version of the dream formed.

“Everyone just started to pull their own weight,” Poquiz said.

He watched a zombie tackle and rip off someone’s flesh and eat it.

“It’s really gory,” Poquiz said. “I never thought I would be able to imagine watching someone’s insides being ripped out and all the details and all the intestines.”

Guns, ammo, knives, chairs, tables, hard objects, pipes—it takes more than that to kill a zombie.

“It takes guts,” Poquiz said. “Right as they’re attacking the skulls we get around to the entrances and use chairs and tables bashing them in the head with it until all the chairs are bent.”

There is a formula to surviving.

“The rule is you travel in groups of four,” Poquiz said. “Two people stand outside to watch out and wait for danger.

Two people go inside, so they always have back up. If one person gets in trouble the other can yell for help.”

After settling into base camp, chores took on a rhythmic air.

“We started scavenging for items and made a base in the school by clearing it out and boarding up all the windows and doors,” Poquiz said.

Survivors took cover in the school, usually staying within the commons. After the raid the survivors piled furniture up to the ceiling.

“We have treadmills, and we’re generating electricity using that,” Poquiz said. “Other schools tried to do the same things as us, but when you go inside their school you can tell they screwed up.”

He spent day-to-day life with classmates, friends, and people in the halls.

Often it would be his friends; those friends in real life can envision Poquiz’s plan.

“Our group would be like a wolf pack; survival of the fittest,” junior Thomas Nguyen said. “Everybody in our group would strive to be the best; everyone else would be excluded from it.”

After so many skewed paths, nearly everybody had died and a bizarre survivor entered the scene: a World War II veteran with a scar sunk in his eye, sitting in a wheel chair to aid his missing leg, his pinky cut off.

“We’re trying to make an escape and we go up staircases, I have to drag his wheelchair up,” Poquiz said. “I’m pushing him around and he has a pistol, and he’s popping zombies.”

Dream becomes reality when senior foretells aunt’s pregnancy and birth |Sura Alani |Intro Staff “She gave birth in her seventh month,” senior Fatima Hashe said. “Just like what I dreamed.”

Hashe saw her aunt in a dream smiling and holding two babies, and went to her mother to tell her the dream. “My mom told me it may be true.

We visited my aunt to tell her.”

She had a feeling it was truth. “We told her what I dreamed,” Hashe said, “but she didn’t believe me, or she didn’t want to.”

Her aunt has two boys and one daughter, so she thought it was enough. Also, she was planning to move to a new house, so it would be hard if she was pregnant.

A week later, her aunt went to the doctor and she discovered she was really pregnant in her fourth month. She was surprised and happy.

A month later: “I wanted to know what she had before my cousins,” Hashe said. She had a new dream. She went to her mother and told her, “I saw my aunt with her two children, but the children were setting inside a small box. The boys were too

short, as stubby as the TV remote control. The doctor told her they would be born in their seventh month, and he was worried if the babies would die.”

“Do not tell your aunt, because we don’t want her to feel scared about her children,” Hashe’s mother said.

Two months later: The first day of Ramadan, the month Muslims fast, and the family was gathering at 1:00 a.m. to eat Shoor, a small meal Muslims eat before they fast.

“My cousin went crazy, and screamed ‘my mom will give birth now!’” Hashe laughed. “It was her seventh month, just like what I saw.”

They took her to the hospital at 2:00 a.m. “I went with my mother to bring her some clothes,” Hashe said. “I wanted to see how the two cousins looked.”

But she couldn’t see them because of a nurse who didn’t let anyone to enter the room, so the children were safe. “I went to see them illegally when the nurse went to check up on my aunt,” Hashe said.

After a year: Abdul-Aziz and Abdul-Rahman, the twins, started to walk and say some words. “My name was one of the first words they said,” Hashe said. “They call me ‘Fanono.’ It is easier to say, I guess.”

These two boys liked to make trouble. One day when

they were two and half years old, they broke the bathroom door. “My aunt had a bathroom with two doors. One of them was an old small door that opened to a hall, and the other one opened to her bedroom,” Hashe continued. “They ran around many times and then they started to pull the small door hard, until it broke. I went to check the sound and I saw them sitting beside the door laughing. They knew they did something wrong. I started to yell!”

Once their mom connected their feet to their shared bed so that when they awoke they would stay safe. But they woke up and tried to get out of the bed anyway. The youngest, the active one, pushed his feet out, his body, and his head. His small size helped him get out from between the caged bed, but he still had to take the rope off.

“He called his brother and told him to pour the milk on the rope, so it got wet. Then he started to pull and pull until it opened, so he could run away. His brother called him to help him but he left him inside.”

“I woke up but I waited to see what they would do,” Fatima’s aunt said. She couldn’t believe what they did.

At school they threw pencils in toilet, school’s games from the window, and locked children in the restroom.

“Their teacher called us to tell us the crazy thing they did.”

Everything Fatima dreamed about happened except about what the doctor told her. It may be because she didn’t tell her aunt.

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|Tony Nguyen | NUM83R5 Staff Our school is a sleepless school going off a few scavenged hours a night.

According to our survey, twenty-five percent of students sleep less than four hours a day.

This author’s reaction: that’s sad. Some people might not be able to sleep because they might have forgotten about an important essay, or they might be in the middle of a fiery “Call of Duty” match, or they might not sleep in the middle of the night.

Our survey also says that eighty-seven percent of seniors feel like they don’t get enough sleep. Many juniors and seniors have jobs; every week they give multiple hours to projects unrelated to school. The stress juniors and seniors have from finals, culminating portfolios, SAT’s and college applications may explain why they don’t get enough sleep.

Thirty-six percent of freshmen feel like they get enough sleep, while sixtyfour percent feel the opposite. Only two percent of students sleep more than eight hours a day; thirty-eight percent of students sleep the national average.

Students as a whole are busy with their school life, social life, or whatever keeps people up at night.

Our school is a sleepless school. Sleep is how your body unwinds. The fact that we don’t get enough sleep compared to the nation’s average says we are working in a more stressful environment.

A USA Today survey found that less sleep affected university students negatively.

There are plenty of good reasons to stay up at night, and plenty of problems that keep us awake when we may want to slumber. Good time management can solve many of those problems.

I may be a blood-sucking vampire who goes through the night like a ninja and biting the necks of sleeping maidens, but I’m still able to find enough hours of sleep.

Prioritizing homework over socializing, or whatever you call biting on someone’s neck, is an effective way to clear up your sleep schedule. Be just like me and be a menacing scourge of the night.

Our margin of error is 5.26%.

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The Meaning offers the interpretation to the numbers you see to your left. The percentages you see are based off of surveys given out during advisories and have been mathematically calculated.

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I Dream in Shades of Gray

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|Queenelle Gazmen |Editor-in-Chief The concrete road is black. The street light is gray. The light from it is bright white.

These are the only colors in my dreams.

Black. Gray.

White.

I close my eyes and a 1920’s silent film plays.

It’s a free showing every night from 10 p.m. to 5:30 a.m. Sometimes, there’s late showings and early releases depending on what time I went to sleep.

In a dream where I was living in New York City, I actually thought the lack of color worked out best. I dressed in an argyle cardigan, dress pants and a fedora. I looked like I was plucked out of an old Audrey Hepburn classic.

My job was at a filmmaking firm. I was a rookie, doing mundane tasks for famous directors.

Even though I used a new Sony camcorder that everyone uses today, the fact that it was silver made it look like I had the newest technological innovation out there.

It almost made me wish I lived in the

“good ol’ days,” even though everything was in color regardless of the time era.

While others think dreaming in black and white is “cool,” I sometimes find it scary. The people have the same skin tone as metallic robots. They easily blend into crowds where I feel lost and helpless. I stare into faces of gray, some lighter than others, but still gray.

The buildings, though having features like flower beds and air conditioners, were confusing to tell apart. I’m surprised my dream-self could find my home.

But what’s worse is when there happens to be violence in my dreams.

In one dream, the colorless version of me was running through the hallways of an office building. I couldn’t see who was chasing me; I was just in fear of being caught.

Then I tumbled and fell face-first.

I didn’t hear the gunshot.

Lying on the gray tiled floor, my chest heaving in my white shirt, my fist clutching my stomach, my white shirt began to turn gray.

The scene was ten times scarier because I couldn’t hear my breathing slow down.

Gray blood is actually more nauseating than red blood.

The only thing keeping me alive in the dream was such a boring color that it didn’t look like I was bleeding at all. I think that’s the worst part about dreaming in black and white: Nothing seems as important as it should be.

I kissed gray lips. Not pink ones.

I swam in black water, not calm blue seas.

Every night, it’s as if I live for eight hours a day in a dystopia and the government took away all color.

Some say black and white dreaming means depression. I couldn’t have been depressed since I was five.

There are times when I would love to switch my brain for a new one just so I can dream in color.

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MAD DIARY OF A LONG SLEEPER UNLEASHES SHENANIGANS |Naje Bryant |Play Hard Staff Jan. 3, Tuesday morning

Last night’s dream was about PICKLES and FRUIT NINJA! I only dreamt this because I was playing “Fruit Ninja” and eating pickles before going to bed last night, but yes, pickles. The pickles in my dream weren’t just any pickles, they were super pickles with special powers that made me perfect at “Fruit Ninja.” I was in my room under a canopy that displayed the game like a big giant iPad on my ceiling.

The more I ate the pickles the better I got, but each bite affected my skills differently. For example, one bite would help my speed while the others would help my agility or the amount of fruit I could slice in a game. OMG! I wish the dream was real ‘cause I suck at “Fruit Ninja.” Well, til’ tomorrow!

Jan. 4, Wednesday morning I walked around the hallways of the school but the school was torn up like a hurricane hit it. Two hundred years passed. (So much time! I was still 15!)

I was invisible to the rest of the people in the school. It seemed like a normal day: the bells still rang on time and the classes seemed the same, but there were no doors or windows, the walls had holes in them and the wallpaper was torn.

Later in the day, zombies showed up and somehow I got a gun and started playing like I’m in “Dead Island,” “Left for Dead,” or something like that. I was so boss at killing zombies. I was doing flips and jumping over large objects with ease until I tripped and fell in a hole. BUZZZZZZER.

Jan. 5, Thursday morning Everything was blurry. I remember bits and pieces but none of them go together. I was talking to my older sister but couldn’t hear anything she or I said. Then I was in the play “Madea’s Christmas.”

Does that make sense? Maybe the meaning is something about wealth or power or something, or even something bad about to happen. (FORESHADOWING! TYLER PERRY!) Jan. 6, Friday Morning Today’s dream was all about Family Feud (and had nothing to do with last night’s dream). My family and I went head to head against another family for cash. I don’t know who was winning but, knowing my family, it wasn’t us. The host wasn’t Steve Harvey like usual, but better. Adam Sandler!

A question about pets was asked. I was about to answer when Adam stopped the game, took out his guitar and sang “The Hanukah Song” from SNL. Then my family, who hates humor and can’t answer easy game show questions, won. Two grand!

Jan. 7 Saturday Morning POOL PARTY! With the whole school. Literally, every person in the school freshmen, sophomores, juniors and seniors were there. I have never seen such a big pool. As big as the school, maybe bigger.

I was mainly with my day time crew swimming and hanging out. Everyone was having a good time taking pictures and playing but then I had a feeling it was about to be time to wake up. Weekday or weekend, these feelings are never wrong. It sucks on weekends because my body doesn’t know that if it wakes me up I am going to make it go back to sleep.

Anyway, I got that feeling and I went into panic mode (like my parents were about to show up or something). So everyone ran out of the pool grabbing their things and I dove to the bottom to unplug the water.

GLUG GLUG GURGLE FLATLINE.

SHE DIED. Ever since, I think it’s been hitting my cousins one by one.

One had a dream where she was wearing purple in the corner of a room, sitting alone.

Another had a dream where she walked into a room wearing green, her favorite color. I had a dream of her laying down right next to me, bubbly with her short curly hair and long nails that always stay shiny. The dream was something like a flashback from a long time ago while I stayed with my grandma in California for a summer.

A S I L E N T C O L O R E D D R E A M .

I was in her bed. So many pillows, all white with ruffles and her white dresser with a telephone that she was always on. Red and black baby Mickey Mouse blanket ruining the winter illusion .

I dreamt of her sitting up and telling me to wake up through tired e yes with strong, hard-working hands, patting m y b a c k . T h e n I f e l l b a c k a s l e e p t o w a k e u p t o h e r c o o k i n g. S u c h a t h e r a p e u t i c s m e l l w h i s p e r i n g l o v e t o m y n o s t r i l s q u i c k l y t u r n e d s o u r, a n d s u d d e n l y t u r n e d i n t o a s i c k b u r n i n g s e n s a t i o n . I w o k e u p s c r e a m i n g . [ V a n e s s a A b e n o j a r ]

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|Katie Reynolds |Know More Editor What I want to remember more than anything are my dreams. You see, from the moment I wake I start to lose the experiences I had in the world of my mind.

I know I have amazing dreams, fantastic, crazy, exciting dreams.

What exactly those dreams are, I have no idea. I still have a vague recollection of a couple from throughout my life, but that’s it.

Usually they disappear completely within a few days.

Not remembering is frustrating, and trying to hold onto them is throwing-stuff-against-the-wallpulling-on-your-hair-screaminginto-a-pillow-annoying-frustrating.

Not like I actually do that stuff over this, I just have that feeling. Images and sounds that were so vivid and real just hours before, I can feel slowly slipping away. It’s like struggling to keep water in cupped hands indefinitely.

I may call it a curse; others say a blessing. Some people are constantly plagued with their darkest thoughts and fears, that haunt them again and again in the dream world.

Nightmares so frightening, you become scared to close your eyes.

Last year, my worst fears invaded my sleep. I have nihilophobia, the fear of nothingness, of endless voids. Night after night, in a panic I would run through pure darkness, no end in sight. Not knowing what was around me freaked me out.

Every night, I would lay in bed scared that I would be sent back to that place of darkness, and usually I would. Even when the sun was out I couldn’t close my eyes for very long.

So yes, my forgetful mind is probably my salvation in this case, but I can’t help but wish to simply know of the wonders I’ve seen.

Many dreams of mine are colorful, eventful, and strange, sometimes even disturbing. Filled with Indiana Jones adventures and Lord of the Rings creatures. But the worlds I wish more than anything to see are beyond my reach, like trying to touch the sky seeming so close, just beneath the surface. A whole other mysterious me.

This month, The Heat showcases the opinions and thoughts of a reporter willing to tell his personal truth. Or make your lower lip tremble. Enough reality to inspire action in you, our reader.

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The Stage of Sleep Where Dreams Occur Portraits Editor Ksenia Ivanova recalled four distinct moments from her dreams.

ARROW asked four artists to recreate these scenes with their own hand-drawn grooves intact. We leave you with these funky, crossbred images, simultaneously nonsensical, surrealistic, and vivid.

“Paper cranes sweep me away.”

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Ksenia Ivanova art

“A mountain hot spring. A roaring waterfall in front of the ancient glaciers. I float on my back staring at the plantets, stars, and nebulas that had come into view. A world at the edge of our galaxy.”

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Andrea Buenbrazo art

“I’m at a cliff-side, facing away from the edge, but I can feel pebbles crumbling, showering the cliff-side.”

“I walk next to a giant pomegranate rolling along side of me, round, as tall as a doorway; the pomegranate has no face and no mouth to speak. There is a forest of lava lamps surrounding us, planted with roots coming from the sand beneath us.”