by Amanda Fisher |

As I sat down with my best friend beside me in yet another awkward first day of school class, we sighed, looking around at the faces of the people we’ll be with for the next 9 months. My best friend laughed at one of those tacky, elementary, posters on the wall. I’m sure you’ve all seen this one, “In 30 years it won’t matter what shoes you wore or how your hair looked” blah blah blah “All that matters is what you learned and how you used it.” Looking at it, I couldn’t help but wonder why the particular teacher felt this way or why the poster-making person felt this way when, according to a school dress code, it matters what you’re wearing.
In my two years here at LHS, I’ve been told that the t-shirts I’ve worn are “repulsive,” “offensive,” and if “I was your mother I wouldn’t let you out of the house.” In the eyes of others my age, it was just a t-shirt and they would think nothing of it. Sure, I got in trouble and never wore the t-shirts again, big whoop, that’s not the problem here.
Welcome to the 21st Century. Half-naked models have graced our television screens our whole lives, people say what they want when they want, and quite honestly, we’re old enough to know better but too young to care. That’s why there is nothing more annoying when you can’t wear what you want to school. It makes no sense that I get caught wearing a shirt with Katy Perry in a non-cleavage bathing suit, or better yet, a shirt with a silly innuendo on it, but girls in this building are prancing around with see-through tops and shorter than life shorts.
Aside from the fact that it annoys me when I’m told what I’m wearing is offensive when I had just been complimented by many, even teachers, it just bothers me that in a 1,800 student school, our t-shirts are considered a concern. For the record, I am fully aware that my t-shirt could potentially promote bad behavior and that there are certain things you should not wear to school. If you come to school with a marijuana leaf on your t-shirt, duh, you can’t wear that here. In fact, go to the nearest Spencer’s and return the shirt immediately. I know there has to be a dress code, even jobs have them, and there will always be one in your life. I just think ours is a little too strict, even for Katy Perry.