Why I'm Always Late or Absent

So, for one of the options we have to write about for our Senior memoir is titled "Why I..." The point of this assignment is to describe why we do what we do, usually something we like or something we're known for. At this time of the year, i'm known for my tardiness/absences, so i'm going to give you the reasons why I'm so late so you can stop asking me.

1.) I turned my alarm clock off, permanently.
2.) I stay up all night just thinking about how much I don't want to go to school in the morning.
3.) I'm never home early enough to fall asleep on Sundays... mondays, tuesdays etcs.
4.) I didn't do my homework for a certain class
5.) I didn't study for a certain test.
6.) I worked my a$$ off for a certain class and didn't feel like investing any more energy in the rest of my schedule.
& 7.) I just didn't want to.

So, when you see me in the halls ways 2 hours after a class we had together, don't ask me why I wasn't there. Thanks:)

-Brenda Samaan

Goodbye Osos-Christiana R.

The past few months, i've heard people counting down the number of days that we have left of school. Day after day the number has gotten lower and lower. Now with only a little more than a week left, people are still excited to leave a place we have all been to for the last four years. Excited to begin a life of responsibility and new possibilities along with limited certainties. This feeling of eagerness to leave has yet to reach me, in fact I don't think it ever will. I have come to really love being at Los Osos and it is hard to imagine myself not walking down those halls, running on that track, and hanging out on campas afterschool with friends. Just the other day, a teacher told me that I should be happy to graduate because it will bring about new possibilities and I said "yeah, its just possibilities, nothing is for sure, I don't like change and this is a big change".  What I have now, going from class to class seeing the same people daily, doing just about the same thing everyday; I am satsified with that. Many people are not, and I understand that too. I just hope that all those people understand that after this, its not gonna be all partying and hanging out all the time. I'ts gonna be much more than that. So, as I write all this down, let me just say, goodbye Los Osos, I will miss you, thank you for the last four years, we have had some really good times together. So class of 2011, lets remember the good times.

NASCAR....I Love You! -Christiana R.

Imagine a speedway so fierce, drivers tremble in its presence. First, visualize the track. I want you to be its fans, the aficionados in the stands. The fans are in rows of multicolored seats, rusted from years and years of wear and tear. Every seat is filled with excitement: passionate, rednecks wearing the number of their favorite driver, holding a beer in one hand and a hotdog in the other, cheering on the action. The announcers and spotters lie above. They dillgently work. As pitstops are underway, the pit crew rapidly changes tires, fills up the tank, and makes an adjustment to the car, all in 14 seconds. The cars are four wide, trading paint as they head into turn four. And, the checkered flag waves, the winning driver burnsout infront of his loyal fans in appreciation of their support. The race has ended, but is not yet over.

NASCAR is an amazing sport, I just wish that more people knew that. It is a rush of adventure every weekend. So, I wrote this in support of one of my favorite sports. NASCAR....I love you!

In my mind.

I search for your hand
A hand !
What hand?

 Guide me to my purpose!
A purpose!
What purpose?

Do I know you?
Im sure I would remember

From january
In spring
and detatched in december

Who am I?
Will I ever know
Surely not

Surely not if I keep listening to you

hmmmm

What makes you :)
-Jonathan C

Jonathan Collins

College?! I constantly find myself siting in class wondering about what is to come rather than what is presently in front of me. I know that going to college will be just like attending another school but at the same time I will be in a new environment, which is what I am dying for. I guess at some point of life you begin to feel as though you have outgrown your surroundings. Whether it's from becoming bored or beoming too familiar with your surroundings, people constantly feel as though they are begining to slip into a constricted lifestyle. While I appreciate all the learning that I have endured in high school, I really just want to move on.

Jonathan Collins: Invisible

It's crazy how in life we strive to be normal, nobody in life really ever strives to be the one that sticks out. The one who everybody sees as odd or abnormal. The world has grown accustom to a lifestyle the limits it's abiillity to grow. You would think that the world have seen by now that by allowing people to be odd intellectual thinking can begin. While I am not talking about allowing people to be crazy, I do believe that  people who are allowed to freely express and be themselves could inevitably lead to a wiser and more engaged nation.