In high school, in West Texas, football is a big big deal. The games were often attended by a large portion of the student body, decked in our purple & black colors and eating El Paso staples in the stands. During the games the cheerleaders were often outshone by the student section who would offer forth members from its depths to lead the crowd in a raucous cheer session. The one I still remember all of is the senior yell, which on graduation day Seth Brown, who sat behind me in the crowded UTEP basketball stadium got our entire 700 person graduating class to sing/chant. Its pretty simple, but its been on my mind a lot lately, because...
I'M A GRADUATING SENIOR you guys. This is serious, exciting business. Graduate. Training. Big Girl Life. Its also slightly terrifying. What in sam hill am I going to do out in the world??
And so, for the second time, the senior yell is lodged firmly in my mind. Its all I can do not to chant it at people whenever I say "yes, I'm a graduating senior."
You're welcome, you guys. You're welcome.
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