Inside This Issue
By Nova Robinson
Published on Friday, May 26, 2006
So, it is that time of the year again. The time to say goodbye, so long, adieu, ciao, ma'asaalama ...
With graduation on the horizon for a quarter of our school's population, I started to think about my own impending launch into the Real World. I came up with some (hopefully) obtainable goals before I don a cap and gown:
Actually attend graduation. That didn't happen in high school. Whoops. There is a story there; feel free to ask sometime.
Finish a crossword in The D. In my 11, everyone else has these crosswords filled with neatly interlocking letters that form words "across" and "down." Mine is always blank. I feel [insert an eight-letter word that indicates lesser or substandard status].
3.That would be it. The future freaks me out.
'09s: Enjoy your next three years.
'08s: Enjoy your next two years.
'07s: Haha, you are next.
'06s: Sucks to be you. I mean, best of luck and everything. Your smiles, energy and talents will be missed.
Answer: inferior