I have it so bad I didn't even start writing this article until the day before it was due. It's obvious that most of the Senior class has it by how little we got done for Homecoming. School has only been going for about two months and I am already thinking about where I'm going to live, who I'm going to live with, and what the heck I'm going to do with the rest of my life.
             When you're a Freshmen you are so scared of being here you don't even realize what's going on around you. Then Sophomore year rolls around and your starting to get the hang of it, you know some teachers, a few older kids and it's all good. Your Junior year you're on top of the world, underclassmen look up to you, because they are scared of the big bad seniors. That year ends and BAMM! your are finally a senior. You show up to school the first day all pumped up and look around and then...wait.. you don't understand what the heck is going on. Your older buddies are gone, there are kids everywhere that you swear should be over at Harriet Thompson. You ask if they are lost and need a ride back, but they run away from you like they've just spotted Nelly in the parking lot. That's when it hits. Like a brick in the back of the head. You have been here way to long and it's time to get the heck out. You sleep through first period atleast once a week, because' time goes faster when your asleep right?
             You see the seniors leaving campus all the time and that's because' either they are doing some running start, they are teacher's assistants for half their schedules or they have decided that trig. is just to dang hard and that they don't need it to graduate.
             Those notebooks from purgatory...also known to the world as portfolios are making it a little tougher for us with senioritis. Seniors have so much to do getting ready to be out on their ow
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