by BRIDGET BUTLER-SULLIVAN
We are in a rut, class of 2015. Second semester has started, our classes still expect attendance, and the inevitable pull to not do so has sunk in. And so now we begin our break from reality. Senior year has become a semicolon, by definition, “indicating a pause,” from the usual drive we had once maintained in reference to schoolwork. The problem with this, however, is that nothing else has paused besides our mindsets. Graduation is yet to come, so it’s not as though this is the end of our high school careers. Grades still matter, classes still exist, and 94 remains an unreasonable percent, but something we must reach regardless. Sign up for Saturday School. Just do it. Taking a nap for four hours is better than seeing the rest of your class graduate when you had every ability to be right there with them. Do your homework. I know. It sucks. I know. It’s terrible. So is school. Deal with it.
Whether we like it or not, it’s time we end this sentence, as cliche as that might be. We have taken our pause, begun to let our grades slip, and now it’s time finish the year off for that inevitable end of school “period”. Let’s just suck it up. It’s not like any of us use semicolons anyways. Stop using them as guidelines for our lives.