Senior year, oh how long I’ve been yearning for you. Day one, you hit me hard. I was so excited to walk through those doors as a SENIOR. I went to every class, had insiders with old teachers, mingled with peers and made new friends. The whole day went by and not a tear had rolled down my pretty little face. I thought too soon. As soon as the 2:15 bell rang and I gathered all my stuff and went out to the parking lot, it hit me. I was a senior, this is my last year. Last year’s graduates were in the parking lot and it just made everything so much more real. They’re out there going to college now, they get up when they want, attend classes they want and work super hard to buy things they want. This is the last year for a lot of us to take advantage of what we have NOW.
It’s only been the fourth day of senior year and I’m a bit sick of it already. Yeah I bet a bunch of you wouldn’t have guessed it. Megan Khay Phimmasone is finally all senior-pooped out. It’s not senior year that has me all exhausted. It’s the people. You know that first day feeling, how you can’t wait to go and see all your friends, enemies and acquaintances? Well, that got old real quick. Yeah, I’ve seen them. Now I’m done.
Ok, time to quit being a Negative Nancy. Everything from here on out is going to be excitable. I’m going to make do with everything put in front of me. I’m going to keep my whining and complaining to a minimum. I mean it’s the last time I’m going to be doing a lot of this and I don’t need to waste minutes at a time doing something stupid. Make what you want out what people give you. I didn’t complain about the crazy scheduling. It was my last time getting a high school schedule, why complain. I didn’t whine about Mr. Cote, this is my last year with my favorite teacher. I didn’t whine about going to cheerleading practice or following the dress code and school conduct. This is it. The standards in high school help you become the person you are in the future. The dress code makes us look better and will keep us looking classy in the long run, rather than trashy like…. [Insert ghetto school here]. Teehee.
All in all, I’m glad this is my senior year. And I couldn’t be any happier about who I get to spend it with. The staff are welcoming, the students – well they’re students, the environment and the education it’s all excellent. I'm going to take everything, and make it big. It's a go hard or go home year. Seriously. If you've wanted to do it, this is the year, this is it. It’s been a great 12 years one more to go.
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