Letter to the editortreasure high school
Alright, so get this. I was taking a trip down memory lane the other day with my buddy Eric Foley, then I remembered high school. Oh man, those were the glory days! Am I right or am I right? Iâm right, baby. You might be saying to yourself that the only reason Eric Foley and I enjoyed high school so much was because we basically ruled the school. Iâll admit that, we were pretty popular back in the day: homecoming court, varsity athletes in drill team (second place at State, baby) and tennis (no. 4 doubles, baby), members of the schoolâs Asian Culture Club (shout-out to my boys at the ACC!), editors of this very prestigious, award-winning newspaper, the list goes on and on. Close to the top of that list were the frigid Friday nights livinâ and dyinâ with the football team. And then after the game, goinâ to my buddyâs house to reminisce about how awesome that game was. But if youâre one those kids that arenât into sports, youâre probably in the band. But hey, thatâs cool too. I just want to say I loved it when you guys played the school fight song! Oh man, I loved that school fight song, it pumped me up almost as much as when I found out I was voted onto homecoming court! Another thing that totally rocked my socks during high school was the school schedule. Man that was awesome! Thereâs nothing like being around your best buds from 8a.m-3p.m. Nowadays, I never see anyone until at least 11a.m. Whatâs up with that? Granted, you might not have the same lifestyle as my crazy bud Eric Foley and I did back in the day. But enough about us. Even if you arenât as popular or as good looking or as well-endowed as we were and still are, high school should still be the best four years of your life. If you donât agree with me, just wait for prom, but weâll get into that in a later letter. Still livinâ the dream baby!