What it's Really Like to be a Senior

As a senior in high school, I have experienced absolutely nothing that I had ever imagined four years ago.  All along I thought that my senior year would be the best year of my life.  Well, that's what everyone said anyways.  The thing is, senior year has actually been the most stressful year of my life so far.  What ever happened to having a fun and laid back last year with all my friends?  What ever happened to all the stories past generations have told me about how much fun this year would be?  All I know is that this has been the most unexpected year with lot's of letdowns.

In the fall I started realizing that this year wouldn't be as easy and laid back as I had thought.  I was on the varsity soccer team, and a leader that everyone looked up to.  I started becoming really stressed about halfway through the season because I just didn't have enough time to do my homework and study for Honors Anatomy and Physiology, which owns my life.  If I didn't live 40 minutes away from Bucksport I don't think it would be a problem, but getting home at 6,7, or 8 o'clock at night just wasn't my thing.  Being the person I am, I never gave up and I worked my butt off to maintain my grades and spot on the soccer team.  Being challenged in such a way only made me stronger, but it wasn't easy.

Right after Christmas time I started noticing that I hadn't accomplished anything outside of school that I had planned on doing this year.  I started losing social relationships with my friends because I was always so caught up on my schoolwork and studies that I ended up canceling plans with them.  All of this studying did make a difference, but I miss the old life I used to have.  The time when I could just do whatever after school or on the weekends without having to worry about homework and working at the nursing home.  I used to stay at Whitney's at least three nights a week and now I barely even go over there because of how busy I am.

I absolutely love my job, don't get me wrong, but it always seems to ruin my few plans that I do make.  Last time I went to bangor with a friend I ended up getting called into work as soon as I got there and had to leave just so I could go in.  I understand this is how it will be when I graduate college, but I'm not at the point yet.  When I graduate I will be ready to work every single day of my life for what I want, but why do I have to worry about that now?  All I know is I have just a few months left of my senior year, and I plan on making it the best few months that I possibly can.  Enough with all the stress, I'm done with it.  Studies will always come first, but it's time for me to start enjoying the little things in life before it is too late.