Class of 2008 is charging down the road of graduation at half-speed.
Some lacking, some moving, some sleeping on the way there.
The finish line is oh so close but yet so far.
Senioritis kicking in. Seniors sleeping on the jump.
Procrastinate, forget, sit back and relax.
We're so close, we can take a break.
Late assignments, crunchtime on homework, sleepless nights and absence of mind.
Not much of a healthy habit is it?
Graduation so close by,
"We're done! We can relax, time to plan our graduation party and prom dresses!"
No longer talking of grades, we're seeing the end of manditory school!
Twelve years of hard work and we're done!
College apps turned in and SATs done with.
Looking for letters of recomendation and jobs.
Nothing much else to do but kick back and relax.
But wait! What's this?! Homework?! Still?!
Such a shock, such a drop.
Many fall victim to the dreaded plauge of senioritis.
Those who pull through are either workacholics, lucky bastards or a sleep deprived cranky senior.
We want this done! We want to take a break!
Jobs, careers, hobbies, FREEEEDDDOOOMMMMM!!!
We can drive! We can vote! We've. Got. MONEY!!!
As I'm typing all this, I'm plagued by the dreaded contagious diease.
I should be doing homework now. Humanities notes due tomorrow.
Bad for me. Spring Project on the way.
It's okay. . I had coffee. sweatdrop
Some lacking, some moving, some sleeping on the way there.
The finish line is oh so close but yet so far.
Senioritis kicking in. Seniors sleeping on the jump.
Procrastinate, forget, sit back and relax.
We're so close, we can take a break.
Late assignments, crunchtime on homework, sleepless nights and absence of mind.
Not much of a healthy habit is it?
Graduation so close by,
"We're done! We can relax, time to plan our graduation party and prom dresses!"
No longer talking of grades, we're seeing the end of manditory school!
Twelve years of hard work and we're done!
College apps turned in and SATs done with.
Looking for letters of recomendation and jobs.
Nothing much else to do but kick back and relax.
But wait! What's this?! Homework?! Still?!
Such a shock, such a drop.
Many fall victim to the dreaded plauge of senioritis.
Those who pull through are either workacholics, lucky bastards or a sleep deprived cranky senior.
We want this done! We want to take a break!
Jobs, careers, hobbies, FREEEEDDDOOOMMMMM!!!
We can drive! We can vote! We've. Got. MONEY!!!
As I'm typing all this, I'm plagued by the dreaded contagious diease.
I should be doing homework now. Humanities notes due tomorrow.
Bad for me. Spring Project on the way.
It's okay. . I had coffee. sweatdrop
