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Summer still has a ways to go, and yet the arrival of August is like a Sunday morning during the school year. The realization and the tragedy inherent in the notion of just one more month of freedom is cringe-inducing. Feelings of foolishness abound for ever daring to revel in the joys of summer, when they are so fleeting. The thoughts of going back to school, even the idea of heading to a store to buy some supplies, is too much to bear. Seeing as this happens to me every year, I’m pretty used to the sense of aimlessness that accompanies my last thirty days of independence. It’s the anticipation, more than the ultimate event, that’s bad. I don’t mind school so much. But being forced to expect it soon is torture. Which brings me back to Sunday. No student can ever fully enjoy Sunday. It’s a day for feeling guilty about the half-baked assignment you did, or for not studying, or how you wasted your precious freedom. So, in this final stretch of school-free-existence, I’ll sadly pick up the myriad summer assignments I procrastinated on, do the least amount of work required, and dread September, the saddest month of all.

- Will

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The process of ending the school year is a tough one. Cleaning out one’s locker, finding a lunch left over from September, trying to decide whether it’s safe to touch a banana that smells like that. Finding textbooks, scotch-taping torn pages back together, erasing pencil markings. Signing yearbooks, not knowing quite what to write, drawing pictures instead. It’s all part of a drawn-out series of events that is prolonged by the expectation of summer. As it finishes, it seems like the school year flew by, when in reality I can distinctly remember several times when I thought this moment would elude me forever. Regardless, I’ll keep some really good memories from this year, and I still have another one left. Hopefully, it’ll be one in which I remember to dispose of all my comestibles before they grow rotten.

- Will

Senior-itis: every senior has it or either they will get it. I know i have had it for a long time now. I hate doing homework and I wish this school year would end. For those un-seniors if thats even a word, senior-itis is when seniors get lazy. I mean it is our last year. We have been in high school for way too long and it needs to be over with. Some people slack off. Even though it is a bad idea because colleges can still reject you for bad grades. For me i just feel drained. Like i feel done and don’t want to do anything anymore. I’m tired of doing work that belongs to high school and tired of the drama. I just need a fresh new start aka college. I still do my work because i have to keep my honor roll status. I do my work during free periods and just chill when i get home. I do get lazy at times and would rather be hanging out with friends instead of doing work. Senior-itis is like a disease. There is no cure for it. Some get it hard and some have it easy. For those who have we only have two and a half months left. Keep on working!

- Tatiana