Symptoms of Senioritis
I thought I’d take some time this week to talk about the emotional/psychological roller coaster that my fellow seniors and I are currently hurtling along. It’s the final stretch–almost exactly 2 months from today we will be marching from Hansom to the upper fields, and facing the bittersweet end to our high school journeys. Yet these last weeks are by no means time to relax in the sun and reminisce on our times at Gould. I can only speak from my own personal experience, but as I see it we are getting more homework than ever, and that coupled with the dreary weather and the arrival of final decisions from colleges has created what can only be called a dangerously unpredictable morale for the entire class. One day, half of us will be ecstatic because of anything from consecutive free dots to the possibility of 90-ing out of an exam in May; the next day, that same half will have hit full-on panic mode while worrying about college decisions, final grades, being able to walk in their graduation shoes (valid concern, by the way), and of course the omnipresent future.
We’ve all heard of the “disease” that sweeps through every senior class in every high school across the nation: senioritis. If you have any doubts about its existence, let me just tell you now that it is absolutely real. The nagging feeling that we should just give up our homework has, even this early on in the spring, thoroughly infected all those who call themselves the class of 2012. Looking around the library right now, I see familiar looks of apathy, guilt, boredom, and sleepiness on nearly every face. Hopefully once the sunny, warm weather appears, we can all go outside and just blame it on spring fever, but until then we seniors can just sit inside staring at the drizzle for hours on end, daydreaming and ignoring the mountains of textbooks and notebooks in front of us. It’s all fun and games until you have a test the next day and realize you’re not even quite sure what it’s about (this girl).
The tipping point in the transition of going from a sluggish daze to panic attack in under 30 seconds, which we all seem to suddenly be capable of, is definitely colleges. The majority of us have recently had to get used to a little thing called rejection, and guess what? It’s not very fun. It also makes us go back and forth from happy, relaxed, and carefree to disappointed, crying, and depressed like absolute lunatics. Trying to figure out where to go to college constantly reminds me of the movie Accepted. It’s a little old now, released in maybe 2007 or something, but it always cheers me up a little in times of great nervousness or despair. No matter what happens, at least I know that I can go to an actual college and will not have to create my own fake college just so I won’t disappoint my parents, like Justin Long does in the film. Also, picturing Jonah Hill dressed up in a hot dog suit always makes me giggle. If you haven’t seen the film, you probably should, it’ll make you feel great about your future prospects.
This emotionally trying period of hearing back from colleges while trying to maintain somewhat stable grades is almost coming to a close, so I’m trying to relax a little, and advise my classmates to do the same… the future is terrifying, the present is cold, rainy, and stressful, but we can at least all rely on a combination of our friends, teachers, advisors, and families to pull us through. The way I see it, the future will figure itself out, and all we can do in the meantime is enjoy each others’ company while we’re still together.
Good luck to those still waiting to hear back from colleges…. don’t worry, the wait is killing me too.