Dear Class of 2025,
Well, you did it. You survived pop quizzes, fire drills, lockdown drills, and the cafeteria’s mystery meat. Some days (we still don’t know what that was). You’ve mastered the art of arriving just as the tardy bell rings and perfected your “my Wi-Fi wasn’t working” when an assignment needed to be uploaded for Ms. Crespo or Mr. Pendola. Bravo.
From Spirit Week outfits that may or may not have violated the dress code, to pep rallies, to senior prank day (which we’re still cleaning up after)—you’ve left your mark, sometimes literally, on our campus.
Let’s not forget:
- The time you all got lost on your trip at Grab Bash because someone thought “just following the vibes” was a navigation strategy.
- Or when the senior sunrise turned into a senior snooze, and only a few of you made it in time to see the sun.
But in between the laughs and occasional chaos, you showed heart, courage, and a level of school spirit that could rally the whole school (especially when there was free ice cream and cookies).
Now, it’s time to go—from our halls to the world stage, where there’s no dress code but still plenty of tests (sorry). Keep your humor, your hustle, and that unmistakable senior swagger. Go be bold, be brilliant, and always remember where you came from, especially if you ever want your transcripts.
We’ll miss you more than the vending machine misses your money. Congratulations, Class of 2025—you didn’t just graduate, you leveled up.
With love, laughs, and leftover yearbooks,
Dr. Michael H. Gould, Principal