So what does it take to be 42?

David Epley, Charger Staff

There have been three major events in my life. I have decided to rank them in order of importance. Let me describe them...

On October 3, 1983, I was born to Mark and Cindy Epley in Chattanooga, Tennessee. This obviously was an important event, but considering that I don’t even remember it, I award it the bronze medal.

The next milestone in my life occurred only a few months ago. This event is comprised of a whole weekend of ‘kickin’ activities. It was the state soccer tournament, and after some hard losses earlier in the season, the Cookeville United Team was in need of a good win.

After a hard loss to Chattanooga, the Cookeville United soccer team pulled it together and and won three straight games to become Division II State Champions.

To top it off, we were treated to an all-you-could-eat buffet at Hooters. This definitely receives a silver medal.

Being born and winning state may seem like great accomplishments and happy times in my life, but there is one event that tops both of those and receives the most coveted gold medal: my class ranking of forty-two.

Most of you are thinking, “what the heck, 42? What does that mean?” Well, what it means is the most perfect slacking job ever. I made the top ten percent by less than a tenth of a point(3.94).

I do claim that I worked hard in school and took most of my classes seriously, but the one thing I always kept in mind was to ‘stop and smell the roses’. You know, ENJOY high school.

On a more serious note, if I had to give some advice to the rising seniors and underclassmen, I would advise you not to count on being lucky and just barely squeezing in your grades.

I am quick to say that no matter what path you take in high school, take advantage of your time and experience life not just from an academic standpoint.

Right now, most of us are blessed to have all of our necessities provided for us by our parents.

So don’t worry about where you will be in twenty years, look around and see what you already have, live it up and stop to take time to smell the roses!


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