Counting Down My Final Farewell

by Randi Arizona ’13

As senior year crept up, I started my college applications, which felt like they took forever and prepared for senior year which everyone thinks is the best and easiest year of high school. In many ways, senior year is. You get so much freedom, not only at home but at school too.

 Once senior year starts, you sink into the rhythm of school again and it feels like another year that you have already done three times. Your classes go by and whether you took three and an internship or the most crammed course load ever, it still feels like the same old high school routine. The senior breakfast and ordering caps and gowns is really the only taste of graduation you get the first semester, and it definitely isn’t enough.

Finally, fourth quarter comes. For most seniors, this is the time when “senioritis” is most present. There is also the anxiety for many about going away from home in the fall.

For me it’s been a different reaction to the upcoming transitions coming. I haven’t gone into freak- out mode, but I haven’t been excited either. Instead, I have been wondering if I did enough to show who I really was in high school. I started asking myself things like “What will people remember me for?” and “Did I do things that people should have done in high school?”

At this point, it was too late for me to join clubs to become a part of something, too late to try out for a sports team again and way too late to become friends with a huge group of people while pretending everyone likes each other more than they really do. And it was definitely too late to change who people thought I was and how I made myself out to be.

I don’t really know the answer to all of the questions I’ve asked myself. I think the only constant in everyone’s lives are those moments of doubt, wondering what they would do differently, if they would have stood out more and why they didn’t try things they were scared of doing the first time.