By: Owen Fugit

Editor-in-Chief

As a senior, I think it’s safe for me to say that I have some experience when it comes to high school. I am what some would call a veteran or maybe even a survivor. But before I pass on into the afterlife (whatever happens after graduation), I would like to instill some wisdom in the underclassmen. Maybe wisdom is the wrong word. Complaints might be better. I would like to pass on the complaints I have about high school to the underclassmen, so they won’t do these things, or at least try to stop doing them.

Talking about college nonstop: Put yourself in my shoes for one second, please. You walk into class, and the first thing you hear is “I’m writing 70 essays,” followed by “I’m writing 90,” which is commonly followed by a question about sleep habits. Now, in the early morning, the birds are singing, the sun is rising, and still, many seniors (and some underclassmen, no doubt) find it necessary to talk about college. This complaint may sound like an issue that highschoolers cannot solve, but I assure you, they can. Step one is to keep it to yourself (KITYS). When you employ KITYS, not only does everyone around you start to feel better, but you also focus on the important things in life, like actually writing your essays. A more radical fix is just not to apply anywhere that requires an essay, simple as that.

Running to lunch line: I am ashamed to admit that I used to be a lunch line runner in middle school. In my defense, the food at Fisher was pretty good. But in this day and age,I don’t understand why people still run to the lunch line. As I left my third period class the other day, three hooligans sprinted past me at full tilt like they were competing for the gold medal in the hundred-meter dash. I understand that the lunch lines can get long, but the line is never so long that you need to be the first person there. If anyone reading this is a lunch line runner, please hear my grievances and walk briskly instead. Save the sprinting for track and field.

People who don’t read El Gato: As a chief, it is my responsibility to be angry that more people don’t read El Gato. It’s in every classroom and plastered all over the school, but people never read it. They hardly even make hats out of the paper anymore. If you are reading this right now, good on you! It means that you are one of the select few interesting enough to read the paper. As for the rest of you out there who will never read this, you are not cool at all. At least pretend to read it; it makes me feel better about devoting hundreds of hours to the paper. Also, you never know what you might find. I heard there’s a crossword in here somewhere…

These pet peeves are only a small sample of what I am allowed to print here. I hope someone reads this and understands that all my pet peeves are objective and true. If you do, help spread the word about these key issues, so we can make an impact at LGHS. Underclassmen, the responsibility is on you to read the paper, stop running to lunch, and zip it when it comes to college. Good luck!