by Elie. D.
As the year draws to a close, people are understandably looking towards summer rather than back on the year. Though it’s the end of this year, it really serves as more of a beginning to most. It’s the beginning of summer. School no longer feels like school. People are goofing off and doing what they want. Most classes are just work periods or review days. I’ve heard some English 11 classes are getting root beer floats (mine isn’t).
The customary traditions that signify the end of the school year are going down; the shin dig, the ice cream drop, the senior prank, tryouts for music and trivia masters. We are having our last chapel and our last gatherings. It’s our last days in activity and our last days in our classes. We are making sure everyone of importance signs our yearbooks. We are shopping for summer clothing and waiting to be able to go to the beach. I love this time of year (but I love it a lot more when it is actually sunny and warm out). I love the laid back vibes and sunglasses on everyone’s heads. Bright summer prints and flip flops. I hate the over-air conditioned classrooms that require I still bring a hoodie to school, though. I love eating lunch outside and pretending I’m getting tan. I love driving with my windows down and walking barefoot.
Sometimes I worry I won’t make it through finals week, but putting it in perspective, I’ve a) done this before and b) will be done in less than two weeks. More like a week and a half. I will make it, it’s so close. And come summer I can do whatever I want and don’t have to worry about getting my homework done or writing that paper and that is arguably one of the best feelings ever. It’s a little sad because I’ll probably see all my friends less. Everyone ends up super busy even though I don’t, so I might be a little lonely, but overall, summer is undeniably better.