Every high school senior struggles with senioritis at some point. We know it, you know it, the younger kid watching you in the hallway knows it. “It’s just a matter of time before you get it” they all say… but could they be wrong?
Despite what you might think, I’m not tooting my own horn because I want you to see how great of a person I am. Because I’ve battled with it, and guess who won? You got it. SENIORITIS!
The Great Game of Me vs Senioritis
Over the past few years I’ve heard the same few things from different seniors, in fact I’ve even thought it myself. “There’s no point, I’m all ready and set for college and I don’t need to keep trying. I want to get out of here, and I’m losing my motivation to do my best… Just kidding, I’ve already lost it.”
Yeah, I know. In teenage lingo, “Same.” I’m in the same sinking boat. It sounds like a really good excuse to me. For a long time, I had zero motivation, but this is where my parents come in. I honestly could not have pulled myself out without their help. Before this, I had no reason to try. I was getting good grades and going through the motions, but I didn’t want to excel.
0 – 1, Senioritis
Even then, I kept watching my friends start to fall off the boat and into the same hole I was already up to my forehead in. I had to get out of there before I drowned, but it seemed like I didn’t need any help. I didn’t want any help. I contented myself with the companionship of laziness, even patted it on the back and said, “make yourself at home, old pal. There’s room enough for both of us.”
0 – 2, Senioritis
The change didn’t come until I woke up to my own guilt staring straight back at me and I started paying attention. It was my mom’s voice in the back of my mind going “Don’t catch it, Julia. Make a difference while you can,” and my dad saying, “Success is being prepared…” A great friend telling me, “You’re doing good, Julia. Don’t quit now.” It was even my sisters reminding me that I could drown easily enough if I didn’t do something soon.
I realized I wanted to step up and be what God had always wanted me to be as a SENIOR: a servant, a leader. And so I began swimming to the top, stroke by stroke, struggle by struggle and then … I jumped out.
There was a point to this year beyond just ‘finishing’, I just had to SEE the opportunities. My eighth grade English teacher told me once, “Often times, we ask God for opportunities, instead of assuming He has already given them. We need to open our eyes and SEE.” And so I did.
1 – 2, Senioritis
I started making myself available to the younger students at my school, started smiling more often, and did what needed to be done BEFORE it was due.
2 – 2, tie score
I participated and asked God to give me a good attitude no matter what the circumstances. I opened up to a few junior highers, and lo and behold, they opened up right back.
3 – 2, ME!
Finally, I was winning, and I regret not starting to see sooner. All of this to say, my parents taught me to make a difference, and I stopped seeing my year as pointless, and more like a line (a line is made up of points, and I can say my geometry teacher would be proud of me for that definition!). Not just any line, either, but a line that has followed me and is continuing to prepare me for what comes next.
I know that my senior year, the last year of my high school career, is God’s will for my life still. I’m not done yet, so why quit when God placed me in this specific place for right in this moment?
I’ve heard numerous times that I need to search for God’s will (which is a very good thing), but right now, as I’m done searching for what I’m going to do next year, I know God’s will for me is right here in Midland, finishing out my senior year strong. Sure, I’m excited about my future, but my parents have reminded me over and over and over again that this is where God has me, and I should make the most of it while I’m still here.
I’m curious to know your thoughts on SENIORITIS, so please comment below.