Carpe Diem - St. Pius X Catholic High School

Of course, one can’t forget the special sign
off to make one’s message truly special. There is
always the original, “Luv ya” or “C ya later”. “Sincerely”
always sounds so formal, but “from” sounds so
plain. Of course, there is the dreaded and overused
“H.A.G.S.” which stands for “Have A Great Summer”.
Whoever made
up that acronym
should be shot.
Nevertheless,
the sign off
is always
important. It’s
like the cherry
perched atop the
whipped cream
of the ice-cream
sundae. Without
the perfect sign
off, a message
just isn’t right.
Everyone
wants to sign
a yearbook or
have a yearbook
signed. An
underlying goal
of us all is to
accumulate as
many signatures
as possible. If
we ask someone
to sign our
yearbook and we
don’t have a lot of
signatures yet,
we may casually
say, “Oh. I just
got it, so not
a lot of people
have signed it
yet.” People never ask, but a person signing your
yearbook may do that preliminary “flip” through the
front and back covers, appearing to be searching for
room to sign. While this person is “searching” for
room, he or she is actually subconsciously looking
to see how many signatures you have and checking
to see if he or she has more than you do.
Like with every popular situation or fad, there
are always the rebels. When you ask them to sign your
yearbook, these so-called yearbook rebels always
say, “I’m not into the whole yearbook ‘thing’, but I
guess I can make an exception.” Then they casually
take your yearbook, sign it lackadaisically, and hang
it back to you, as if it were no big deal. These people
would gladly sign your yearbook, but not offer you
A Musical Life
Laura Papania
Carpe Diem 2005
theirs.
These
same
people
feel
flattered
when they are
asked to sign a
yearbook, just
like
everyone
else. It is
human nature
to feel needed
and accepted.
Signing a
y e a r b o o k
m a k e s
someone feel
special. Even if
they aren’t into
the yearbook
“thing” they
still feel happy
to sign it.
S o m e t i m e s ,
living can
make a person
feel invisible,
especially being
in high school.
People are so
busy trying
to find where
they fit in that
they don’t have
a chance to
recognize you,
much less themselves. It is like the world is a stage,
but no one is watching the production because we
are all too busy acting to notice the show has
started. Sooner or later, someone will notice you.
That person will pick you out of the crowd and watch
with an “inner” eye. That person will see you, and
you will see them. And they will ask you, “Will you
sign my yearbook?”
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