It’s about that time in the semester. During this time that each year, we all struggle to find that scrap of motivation to last this last month of class. Everyone, regardless of their year in college, reaches this point at some time or another. But usually, this lack of motivation doesn’t bring about other symptoms until senior year. I mean, that’s expected. Senioritis is a real thing. But the problem I’ve recently found with senioritis is that it can sometimes infect you when you aren’t even a senior yet. And that’s not okay.
You see, junior year, like the rest of college, is really hard. You’re heavily into your major courses at this point and have to start to work on finding internships so maybe you can have a career after college. And usually, I would just passive-aggressively complain about it all, have a small mental breakdown, and then proceed to just get everything done like usual. But this year is different, because this year, most of my friends are seniors.
I love all my friends with all my heart, especially the ones that are about to graduate, grow up on me, and leave me here to rot. But you seniors are horrible influences on my life currently.
Right now, most of you see the sun coming up on the horizon. You see your future glistening in the distance, waiting for you to arrive to it in just a little less than a month from now. It's crazy that it is all happening so soon, and feel for you guys on that. But because y’all see this horizon up ahead, you’ve mentally checked out of college for the moment. Which, once again, is completely understandable in my eyes. However, somehow, you all have managed to mentally check me out of college as well.
See, talking with all of you about your plans for the future, and how you basically don’t have any finals because your teachers know you’re seniors, has caused me to start thinking I’m a senior too. And that has caused senioritis to hit this girl hardcore, to the point where I’m losing all motivation for anything and everything involving schoolwork.
I have to pinch myself in the middle of all your graduation pictures so I will realize that they are not mine, and mine won’t happen for over a year from now. I have to pinch myself when you tell me about your most recent job interview so I realize that I can’t even think about that for a year. I have to pinch myself when you tell me graduation is in less than a month, because mine is in over a year. For if I don’t, I might as well kiss my college success goodbye.
Like I said, I love all of you old people, but I'm not the biggest fan of the current virus you all carry. A year from now, I can’t wait to be completely infected with a great case of Senioritis. But for now, I really need to find some antibiotics, because my college career cannot afford to deal with this right now.
Senioritis, you’re great. But we need to break up.
Sincerely, a non-senior begging for some motivation.
