La Jolla High School

Go Vikings! I guess I have the luck of being a village pillager during my teen years since the mascot for both high schools that I attended were butch men who raided places. Moved here my senior year. Crazy, transition, I know. It’s pretty much second to only Torrey Pines on certain aspects. The school has a very rigorous academic curriculum and the faculty and teachers challenge the students on a higher intellectual and creative level. The school is about 80% white demographically. Because it’s located two blocks from the ocean all students are required to take a CPR course during physical education. They have their own pool so swimming is part of P.E. as well as the usual basketball, soccer, football, volleyball, tennis and badminton. AP Psych, AP Eng, AP Stats and AP Econ are all amazing classes. The school is super small and it’s in a safe location so it is not even gated. Not much to say about the drama department. There are really cool clubs like band, arts and crafts, robotics, mock trial and science team. Counselors are very friendly and know everyone on a personal basis. Only major complaint I have would be the hideous traffic and no parking. You pretty much have to go to school an hour early if you want a spot or to just drop of your kid stress-​free otherwise it’s like a national disaster evacuation moment and there’s only one way out of the city. Yup, it’s that bad.

This High School is great, in a great location and the alumni is proud and supportive.

I lived in «La Jolla Village Square” — Not «true» La Jolla. And trust me, I was an outsider from the get-​go. I had some cool experiences while at La Jolla HS. Such as: drinking peppermint schnapps in Ms. Mittermillers cooking class, climbing out of the window of Spanish class to go to Pannikin and drink coffee, eating @ Harry’s Coffee Shop before school, my first experiment with meth on the first day of my junior year (1986), not really enjoying ANY class other than playing JV basketball my sophmore year, as well as Mr. Soriano’s Auto Shop class (I really felt like I was learning something useful). Mr. Brown (biology) let me out of class so I could go to Village Seafoods where I worked and get a Jaw’s Burger (total bribery), smoking cigarettes before and inbetween classes on Nautilus St., NEVER using my locker the entire time I was there, met my 2 best friends whom I still see at Muirlands and that is what I treasure the most.
La Jolla High, despite its reputation, did not challenge me… nor did I allow myself to be challenged. All in all, though, I turned out to be a productive member of society who now takes care of others as an ER nurse. Go figure. Sorry all of you sorry ass mofo’s who lost that bet…
My single mother drove a 1970’s 240 Datsun 240 Z. I didn’t even know what a Beemer was until I was a sophmore.