It’s finally the last few weeks of the school year, and as a Senior, my time in high school is almost up. I figured for my last article I would leave on a lighthearted note and write a small list of my favorite common statements I or my fellow students have repeatedly said this year. As much as I’d love to go into a deep analysis of my senior year, unfortunately, if I write another 2-5 page double-spaced document, I’ll crumble into dust. Send help. Anyways, here are my top 3 things that seniors say and what they mean from my perspective.
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Coming in at #3 we have, “I won’t be able to hang out for 3-5 business days, I have to __.”
This extremely common statement is usually said when a senior is asked to hang out, but they have to get something done. However, it’s highly likely that that senior will go home, stare at an empty document, and then fall asleep. Valid. As I mentioned, seniors need and are lacking a lot of sleep. Circadian rhythms and all that, AP Psych students know. Just tell your favorite senior to get a good night’s sleep and plan to hang out with them some other time. |
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At #2, we have: “It’s the senioritis kicking in.”
This one is pretty self-explanatory: senioritis is real. It is a real disease. It’s actually a leading cause of death among high school seniors. (For legal reasons, this is a joke.) It isn’t unadulterated hostility or a bogus excuse to get out of doing work; it’s just a way to verbalize all the feelings of stress a senior is currently going through. You don’t have to wheel off your nearest senior to the therapist, they’re probably fine. Or will be when everything is off their plate. |
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And my personal favorite, coming in at #1, “I hate it here.”
Usually, this statement is said with a blank face, dull eyes, and a voice that sounds like it’s been drained of all spirit for years. We’ve all been there. I say this statement at least four times a week. Let me tell you: it’s an exaggeration, but not a big one. What seniors mean by this is that they’re emotionally, physically, and mentally drained. They just want to be done with whatever they’re dealing with at that time. Also, they’re just tired of being around people and ready to graduate. |
Some honorable mentions for your viewing pleasure: “My back is killing me,” “We have to do this again for another four years?”, “I can’t keep living like this,” and “I’m so tired of this school.” All pretty self-explanatory. You get it.
It’s a very short list, but I think you get the idea. Seniors have had a rough year, but as it’s coming to a close, these statements will soon be a thing of the past. Well, until 2027, when they’re seniors again! It’s a never ending cycle of discomfort, but that’s not the subject of this article. Speaking of cycles, I wonder if these statements will continue on for the rising seniors of 2024? I would hope so; I want my article to stand the test of time. Now I’m just rambling. It’s probably from the lack of sleep.
Well! Anyway, I guess what I want to say is that the seniors are finally at the finish line and it feels so good! I could write a separate article on everything I learned this year and the future being bright and yada yada, but like I said: I’ll crumble into dust. I don’t have enough energy left to write another word.
I blame senioritis. And my bad back.
It’s a very short list, but I think you get the idea. Seniors have had a rough year, but as it’s coming to a close, these statements will soon be a thing of the past. Well, until 2027, when they’re seniors again! It’s a never ending cycle of discomfort, but that’s not the subject of this article. Speaking of cycles, I wonder if these statements will continue on for the rising seniors of 2024? I would hope so; I want my article to stand the test of time. Now I’m just rambling. It’s probably from the lack of sleep.
Well! Anyway, I guess what I want to say is that the seniors are finally at the finish line and it feels so good! I could write a separate article on everything I learned this year and the future being bright and yada yada, but like I said: I’ll crumble into dust. I don’t have enough energy left to write another word.
I blame senioritis. And my bad back.
