I know you guys are on to huge, bigger, better places. Whether it's a community college or an Ivy League, you all are starting these awesome, independent adult lives. But, dang, It's not gonna be the same here. Without the excitement you bring, the laughter, the 'philosophy,' the never really doing work and just talking, the advice you give, the times you dance and sing and get lit when we're probably supposed to be paying attention to coaches or teachers- I will never take that stuff for granted.

The times when you push me so hard in practice, help me at my first job, or give me advice on how to 'live my best life,' I'm never going to forget it and I'm never going to forget you. I know you're going to UCLA or Alabama or Rutgers or community college, or wherever. However close or far you may be, you're not going to be sitting in the same seat in the front row, and that kind of breaks my heart a little, lotta, bit.

I don't know if I or anybody could ever fulfill your shoes as Captain, or Teacher's Pet, or smartest guy in the room, or Most Dedicated, or whatever. I don't think anybody could ever replace you. I don't want you to graduate- I know you do, though, and that makes me happy. You're reaching for your dreams, trying to live your best life, working hard, attending a school for a sport, or a major, or for the city, it's in- wherever. All I know is I wish that you could stay right here- but I know that you're growing up, and one day I'll be in your shoes, and maybe someone will be writing this article about me.

I know you have had 'Senioritis' for a while now, and I can't blame you. I know it's been a long four years.

You have sincerely touched my heart. Especially, the seniors that I'm closest with. I know you might not be famous for being Valedictorian, or class clown, or Varsity field hockey captain, but you touch my heart so much because you have made my high school experience amazing as it is. High school just wouldn't be the same without you.

I'm going to miss your constant goofing off in class. Messing with teachers, especially the fun ones, the ones that you invite to your graduation parties- which I cannot wait for! Your super lit rides to and fro places, the hangouts and parties, the endless advice on guys, sports, our futures, whatever. I'll miss working with you at my first job.

When you were a junior, I never really believed you were actually gonna leave me next year. It's not that I doubted your abilities, but I just didn't think that I would ever have to say goodbye. As a freshman, the seniors seemed so far away and untouchable. These awesome people that I looked up to in all aspects of sports to extracurricular to academic accomplishments. Now, the seniors are my very own friends and since June is just two weeks away, that is pretty hard to swallow.

Taking a senior-filled Psychology class is probably the best decision I have ever made. Compared to my super smart honors kids sophomore serious classes, being in a class of seniors with symptoms of Senioritis has genuinely taught me so much. Life is so fun, so laugh and do crazy random things. Dance in the middle of class. Not everything is meant to be taken seriously. You only have one shot at life - so make the most of it.

I hope you all know how much I love you. I can't wait to see how far you go! And at the end of the day, I'll always be here for you to come back to, no matter where I go.