By Jason Boxer, Adam Robak, Leo Shaw and Casey Zirbel
We’ve yammered. We’ve preached. We’ve promised to organize multiple events involving several Mira Costa student organizations and then completely failed to follow up. In short, we have ruled this campus for the past 10 or so months.
But now, as the seniors on this staff choose to write sappy reflections on their spoiled suburban lives instead of fully carrying out their duties to cover the opinion and features sections of this newspaper (see pages 7, 8), we too must say goodbye.
Now before you hop in your dark-colored BMW, cruise down a few flights of stairs and arrive at room six to wag your finger at us for dragging down the quality of La Vista with yet another ridiculous sports column, pause for a second.
The reputation of Mira Costa High School is currently residing at the highest of possible echelons. Our Forbes ranking is high, our API score high, and, even though our Sea Hawk rivals probably manage to fly pretty darn high, a recent track and field upset proves that not even they can achieve as highly as the Mustangs.
As the great modern-day philosopher Snoop Doggy Dogg once said, “It’s so easy for a kid to join a gang, to do drugs… We should make it that easy to be involved in football and academics.”
This, my friends, is philosophy in its highest form. This man understands what it means to be a Mustang. He embodies the spirit of green and gold. If you aren’t convinced yet, read on: a Google search of “Snoop Dogg quotes” provides this second gem: “When I’m no longer rapping, I want to open up an ice cream parlor and call myself Scoop Dogg.”
We’re going to follow in Snoopy Dogg’s pawsteps as we make this final goodbye as the B.O.O.Y.A.H. boys. Come next year, we want to be able to open up La Vista to see that Costa is just as great. Then we’ll take another bite of Ben and Jerry’s Half Baked, straight from the case.
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