Blog: Spring Fever

Something about the last weeks of April/first weeks of May fills me with a sense of joy. Maybe it’s that the trees finally have all their leaves back or the grass being green again, but whenever I walk out of school I can’t help but smile.

As the school year comes to a close there’s an excitement in the air. Students are hiding in bushes with water guns, planning extravagant Prom proposals and saying “Yes!” to the college of their choice. It’s a time of change and, yet still a time for seniors to celebrate the little time left with your favorite teachers, underclassmen and best friends.

Even though I’m a junior, I have to say that I love assassins…actually I may just love it more because I’m a junior. Hey, I don’t have to be afraid to leave the house for fear of soakage, but I still get to stay up to date with all the latest kills and creative ways that people are hunting their prey.

The hopeless romantic in me will tell you that prom time is pretty awesome. The cynic will say it’s lame and a waste of money. Well, as someone who can actually purchase a ticket this year (i.e. a junior) the romantic is winning the argument. I love talking to people about their gowns, how they got asked and their after-prom plans. And can I just say how obsessed I am with the theme this year? “Under the Big Top”? Circuses in the ‘20s-’40s? In love.

And let’s not forget college. Being on the Harbinger has its perks and my personal favorite is seeing the Senior Spreadsheet: an excel spread of who is going where and what they may major in. This is compiled for the senior issue which everyone eventually will see but I like being privy to the knowledge a little early.

Plus, deciding on where you’re going to college is a big deal. All the work of high school has culminated into one goal: getting into the schools you want to go to. It is so great to see all my senior friends finally stop stressing and picking a college; not only does it give me hope for when I go through the same next year but it also has taken a huge burden off their shoulders. They can relax and thoroughly embrace senioritis.

So, yes, finals are coming up and there are only a few more weeks for us to get grades to where we want them, but hey, next time you are stressing remember that this is a fun, beautiful time of year. And if worse comes to worse, shoot someone with a water gun and claim you thought they were your target.