Something about my daily routine tells me that senioritis is hitting. It started right after we got back from Winter Break. It’s not second semester yet, but I act like it is. I haven’t gotten into a college of my choice yet, but I act like I have. Yet, by all practical definitions, I have senioritis. I’m not suffering and I hope that I won’t. Second semester is only a few days away, which is a nostalgic and bittersweet thought.
David Kim, a former valedictorian of Great Neck South, described his experiences with senioritis as intensifying during his senior year, not developing during senior year. It’s been a few years since he’s posted this on Facebook somewhere; however, it’s an interesting thought that’s always struck me as a thought-provoking. I’ve debated this in my head several times ever since I first read it. Well, anyway, how do we classify senioritis? Is laziness the only criteria for senioritis? You see, I always thought of it as more than just that. Senioritis is characterized by the lack of motivation and effort that seniors show. This is evident by the lower grades, tardiness and absences of the seniors. Technically, senioritis is not synonymous with laziness, but rather, laziness is just a symptom of senioritis. Perhaps, the Facebook post needs to be edited – just slightly.
After getting home from swim practice, I jump onto my bed and hid under my blanket and set my little Netflix watching station. My sister complimented me on its ingenuity, and she never compliments me on anything. So, it’s a big deal when she does. Anyway, I have this bookshelf-stopper-like thing that locks my phone from sliding. It puts my phone at a perfect angle for me to watch it while having my back reclined against the wall. After an episode or two on Netflix, I grab a bowl of cereal and orange juice. For the last two weeks, I’ve been watching several episodes of Grey’s Anatomy a night (it’s actually kind of unhealthy). I always tell myself just one more – and one more after that – and I’ll shower, eat, or do homework. Not surprisingly, my homework isn’t done until the period before it’s due. Thankfully, my grades haven’t really responded negatively to my lack of motivation and lack of effort.
I’ve always been lazy, but I’ve managed so far. At some point, I know it’s going to haunt me. TV represents fiction, but multiple producers and directors paint pictures of all sorts of things. Grey’s Anatomy, the show I’ve been streaming for a while now (I don’t know why, but I’ve been marathon-ing Shonda Rhimes’ works), highlights the extreme work schedules of surgical interns and residents. It’s insane! To be frank, I probably couldn’t handle the sheer workload and intensity of their work schedules. I know somewhere in my reserves I’m capable of diligence and dedication; I know this because I have used my reserves for swimming and Quiz Bowl. And, my mother always believed that if I worked nearly as hard as I do for swimming and Quiz Bowl, I would be valedictorian. Pfft, yeah right! Nevertheless, the point and message is clear: I need to work harder in everything I do because I am capable of greatness.
Do I have senioritis? I’m not sure. I tell everybody I do. It’s like when I tell everyone I’m six feet tall, but I’m actually a quarter inch shorter. My lack of motivation and lack of effort is definitely apparent, my laziness is apparent; however, I don’t think I have senioritis and I’m not in denial. For now, I’ll simply think of it as laziness, a terrible and terrifying habit that I have yet to break.
David Kim, a former valedictorian of Great Neck South, described his experiences with senioritis as intensifying during his senior year, not developing during senior year. It’s been a few years since he’s posted this on Facebook somewhere; however, it’s an interesting thought that’s always struck me as a thought-provoking. I’ve debated this in my head several times ever since I first read it. Well, anyway, how do we classify senioritis? Is laziness the only criteria for senioritis? You see, I always thought of it as more than just that. Senioritis is characterized by the lack of motivation and effort that seniors show. This is evident by the lower grades, tardiness and absences of the seniors. Technically, senioritis is not synonymous with laziness, but rather, laziness is just a symptom of senioritis. Perhaps, the Facebook post needs to be edited – just slightly.
After getting home from swim practice, I jump onto my bed and hid under my blanket and set my little Netflix watching station. My sister complimented me on its ingenuity, and she never compliments me on anything. So, it’s a big deal when she does. Anyway, I have this bookshelf-stopper-like thing that locks my phone from sliding. It puts my phone at a perfect angle for me to watch it while having my back reclined against the wall. After an episode or two on Netflix, I grab a bowl of cereal and orange juice. For the last two weeks, I’ve been watching several episodes of Grey’s Anatomy a night (it’s actually kind of unhealthy). I always tell myself just one more – and one more after that – and I’ll shower, eat, or do homework. Not surprisingly, my homework isn’t done until the period before it’s due. Thankfully, my grades haven’t really responded negatively to my lack of motivation and lack of effort.
I’ve always been lazy, but I’ve managed so far. At some point, I know it’s going to haunt me. TV represents fiction, but multiple producers and directors paint pictures of all sorts of things. Grey’s Anatomy, the show I’ve been streaming for a while now (I don’t know why, but I’ve been marathon-ing Shonda Rhimes’ works), highlights the extreme work schedules of surgical interns and residents. It’s insane! To be frank, I probably couldn’t handle the sheer workload and intensity of their work schedules. I know somewhere in my reserves I’m capable of diligence and dedication; I know this because I have used my reserves for swimming and Quiz Bowl. And, my mother always believed that if I worked nearly as hard as I do for swimming and Quiz Bowl, I would be valedictorian. Pfft, yeah right! Nevertheless, the point and message is clear: I need to work harder in everything I do because I am capable of greatness.
Do I have senioritis? I’m not sure. I tell everybody I do. It’s like when I tell everyone I’m six feet tall, but I’m actually a quarter inch shorter. My lack of motivation and lack of effort is definitely apparent, my laziness is apparent; however, I don’t think I have senioritis and I’m not in denial. For now, I’ll simply think of it as laziness, a terrible and terrifying habit that I have yet to break.