Over the span of my senior year, I have felt a whirlwind of emotions: sadness because I will be leaving my family and friends, excitement because I will be exploring a new part of my life, and getting ready for my future career. But, there is one feeling that I never expected to feel this much; a type of unmotivation that can only be expressed by the name senioritis. According to the Oxford dictionary, senioritis is a term meaning “A supposed affliction of students in their final year of high school or college, characterized by a decline in motivation and performance.”

The funny thing is, I have always been pretty on top of my school work. I study, I do all my assignments on time, and get pretty good grades. I thought the monstrous senioritis wouldn’t get me; but, it seemed to seep into my skin and I am currently fighting it, daily. 

I could feel it a little in the first semester. I would procrastinate until the last minute. Essays would be written the night before the day it was due, but I still got my stuff done. I still kept my grades up and applied to colleges, although the applications were sent a couple of days before the deadline. It was still done. The night before the first day of second semester it really hit me. I had no will to do any school work. I said I was going to get a bunch of stuff done during winter break. I didn’t even bring my backpack inside. 

My day consists of going to school, getting home, laying in bed, thinking about how I will do my assignments, falling asleep, and then doing all of my old assignments the next day. It is a vicious cycle that I don’t think I will be able to break. Every week I tell myself, once I get to the next break, I will lock in, but who am I kidding? I have a bad case of senioritis. I have never felt this tired in my life. I used to get up at 6:30 a.m. and have enough energy to last the day. Now, I’m lucky if I can wake up at 7:15 a.m. I get a little spurt of energy during the fourth hour, but it goes downhill from there. I am even doing this story a month late.

I am truly ready to move on from this school. In freshman year, the school looked so big, but now it feels so tiny, and I feel like I have grown out of it. Although I am ready to leave, looking back on my high school career, I have learned a lot. I have met a lot of people, and learned so much about myself; how I deal with stress, happiness, and sadness. I have gained confidence and feel like I am prepared to face issues in college with ease. I do not think I will necessarily miss this school, but I will miss the people, the routine of seeing certain teachers and friends everyday. 

I know that college will be a change, but I am ready for my next chapter.