#IncomingSeniorAdvice

The content of the last year three years has sucked the applicable word count out of senior year. Because by this time, you’ve been something. The feelings this year are polar, whether with people on opposite sides on their wish for senior year's life (or death) or within one person.

It’s bittersweet to end. It’s standing on the edge of a new journey, but cursing the sand that can’t catch itself and you feel yourself falling from youth. 

I don’t know about you, but by this time, you’ve seen bridges burned, campaigning for funding to rebuild, and reconstruction sites. The people you’re with now don’t seem like the people you originally walked in with. And for that, the end of senior year couldn’t come quick enough.

But, when the caps are thrown, everyone disperses: from the student seating into taking pictures into their summers and into the world. 

Know that senior year will come to an end, but be careful how heavily you beckon it. You might wish it had been deaf when spring comes. 

Enjoy ruling the school and every path you stride across, taking the torch and lighting success from the past into the future (:

My Senior Year: 2nd year Deutsch. Saying good-bye.Wishing for a reunion. Getting that "Hey" my heart had wanted for so long. Picking up where we left off, but better. Listening, prepping, and delivering my senior project. Seeing how everyone really had changed. Learning who to keep that spring and who to let go. Graduation outfits, parties, and the act itself. Throwing my cap and knowing so much had already flown away before. That final moment as I walked out of the stadium and was thankful for what high school was and who it produced at the other side of four years... (: