Excelsior Springs High School - Tiger Yearbook (Excelsior Springs, MO)

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Did you ever have one of those t a r i • • i i . i days when Waking up is hard to do As I lay in bed listening to Q104's morning wake up song, Get your head out of bed, I realize I'm late. I slowly make my way to the bathroom where I find my brother has left the seat up AGAIN. My sister enters the bathroom wearing the outfit I had planned on wearing today. I sudden- ly come alive when I realize there's no hot water left for my shower. It seems like every time I'm running late I plug in the blow dryer instead of my hot curlers. I didn't have time for a nutritous breakfast, so I grabbed a piece of cold pizza. Running out of the house with the pizza in one hand and my coat in the other I get to my car only to see that the windshield is covered with ice. It's enough ice to slow me down, but not enough to keep us home from school. I finished the job using my mom's spatula. Today the ride to school seems longer than usual. I've made this trip twice daily for the past year and all of a sudden Route O's curves and hills have changed places. I looked down to change the radio station and when I looked back up there was a crossing guard with a stop sign in front of my car. Well, I made it to school only to discover the only parking space was in the back row. As I start my journey through the snow drifts to school, I finally reached the front door. I turned back to find I had left my lights on. When I got to my locker I had one minute to get to class. I didn't forget my combination and I had the right locker—it just wouldn't open. The janitor came walking down the hall as the tardy bell rang. The rest of the day was the same as every day. As usual I left my homework in my car and my essay for history class on the kitchen table. I didn't eat lunch again. I waited in line for 20 minutes and by the time I got up to the counter, there was nothing left. During that lunch section some students smuggled in McDonald's and got sent to the of- fice. They were never seen again. My day at school was almost over. I had one more hour to go. It was a good thing too. While I bent over to get my books out of my locker my pants ripped in the back. So for an hour I sat through class with my pants taped with masking tape. Last hour my name was called over the intercom. I was sure that someone had sent me flowers, but when I went to the office I only got a message. The message was from my mom reminding me to pick up my sister. The bell rang and I was finally free. I never thought this day would ever end. I overheard friends talking about their weekend plans, but I all ready knew what mine were. At 8:00am I have a Saturday school for leaving school and going to the pa- rade honoring the World Champion Royals. Maybe my alarm won't go off. 1 2 Feature

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ING • 1985 Senior Princess Monique Renee Payne Freshmen Princess Lori Kay Baughman The 1985 Homecoming Queen, Miss Lara De- Anna Phalp. Lara, among her many activities, was a Tigerette for four years, serving as cap- tain her senior year. She is the daughter of Ken and Julie Phalp. Lara receives a hug and her crown from the 1984 Homecoming Queen, Miss Julie Kay Al- len. Julie was escorted by Student Council President Richard Shepherd, while Lara was escorted by 1982 football captain Greg Schuetz. Junior Princess Tina Marie Roush Sophomore Princess Kimberly Jo Sharp Homecoming 1 1

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Feature 13 by Brian Rice, sr., Art IV student.