Senior year becomes a tragedy

Madisyn Hardy, Co-Editor-in -Chief

Senior year: the year of last days, mental breakdowns, senioritis, and goodbyes.

I have been looking forward to my senior year since I was in the seventh grade. Senior year is supposed to be the year that you go to all of the football games, the year that you get more freedom, the year that you just chill out and get ready for college, but I have quickly learned that it’s not all sunshine and rainbows as little 14-year-old me had expected.

I figured that going into my senior year was going to be stress free being that I had already been accepted into the college of my dreams, but I couldn’t have been more wrong. School hadn’t even started yet and we were already getting emails about the new schedule, senior squares, college applications, and scholarship opportunities.

As if the blocked scheduling wasn’t stressful enough, I have no first hour, I missed the first 2 weeks of school and have absolutely no idea what’s going on. Is it an A day or a B day? What Achieve Time do I go to? What do I put in my backpack? All of it? Do I change my backpack load every day? Or do I simply keep two book bags? Thousands of questions that I don’t know the answer to.

All in all, I have amazing friends, great teachers, and wonderful classes, so I know this is going to be a really good year, but it’s hard getting over the first day jitters, especially being that my “first day” is actually eight days into the school year. Even though it’s hard and a little stressful, I know that this is going to be a good year.