Ah, senioritis season, my favorite time of year. I’ve heard loads of people talk about it, warn me of it’s tragedies, but I don't think I really understood it until December 17th 2021. That's when I heard back from my top college. I got the email in the senior parking lot, I felt nauseous and more nervous than I had ever felt. It all slipped away in a crashing wave as the confetti fell from the top of my screen, the words “congratulations” the only ones I saw, weight I didn’t know I was carrying fell from my shoulders. The never ending “why our college” questions, applications longer than War and Peace, and the building pressure as more and more people began to hear back from colleges. I felt like I could actually slow down and smell the proverbial flowers. As of now I’ve had several meetings and emails about how to avoid senioritis and for the most part, I think I've done alright. I’ve turned in my homework so far, I’ve written the essays I need to, and I must say, it’s all so much easier than last year. I have found that the struggle of motivation last year has lifted, which is very much contrary to what I’ve been warned of. I was told to be careful of letting my grades slip, but instead I feel more confident about being able to pull those ones up that had slipped. The great pressure of getting into or being rejected from college is off my mind,  and now I am free to experience my senior year to its fullest extent for the last semester.