Senioritis is hitting me hard. I've been slacking off on schoolwork; I even left a few problems on my calculus homework blank! If there's one thing you should know about me, it's that I'm absolutely crazy -- er, I mean serious -- when it comes to schoolwork. I don't leave anything blank, especially when my 4.6 GPA and class ranking are at risk. (I'm third in my class. Just saying. Not bragging. Not at all.) But man, this year, motivation is something I have yet to reclaim.
I even got a B in art class -- yes, art class. Thankfully, it's only halfway through the second quarter, so I still have time to bring the grade up. Still, throughout high school, I've never gotten a B on a report card. Ever. My parents would never allow it, and I've certainly never allowed it -- until now, anyway.
But can you really blame me for not having much motivation right now? For one, it's senior year. The last year of high school is supposed to be the best time of your life (or so adults tell me). Do I really want to spend it studying related rates and optimization problems for hours a day? For two, I got a 2270 on the SAT. Maybe I won't get into Yale or Columbia, but with that score, I think I can get into some pretty decent places. For three, I have already received acceptance letters from five schools: Washington and Jefferson College, Wittenberg University, John Carroll University, Thiel College and Ohio University. Every day, the temptation to say to one of these schools, "Yes, I will attend your institution," and just call it a year grows so much stronger.
Yes, I know that colleges want to see your final transcript, and if they see a line of Ds and Fs on there, they might reconsider their decision, and then you might find yourself without a college to go to, wishing you didn't slack off your senior year. But sometimes I think, hey, if Bill Gates, Steve Jobs, and Mark Zuckerberg managed to become billionaires without getting college degrees... I kid, I kid (well, kind of).
Despite my lack of motivation at school, I did finish my college applications -- all 13 of them. When I submitted my NYU supplement (my last one), I pumped my fist in the air and shouted, "Hallelujah!" (And I might or might not have said, "Common app, you thought you could defeat me? Well, you didn't!") Now that I'm done with the applications, all I have left to do is wait. And wait. And wait. For Case Western Reserve University, I only have to wait until the 15th, and for UChicago, I'll find out my fate sometime before Christmas. However, for Manhattanville, Oberlin, Kenyon, Columbia, NYU, and Yale, I have to wait until April. Come on, Spring, arrive already! I often have to stop myself from calling Yale or Columbia and begging them to review my application and give me a decision now (As you may have guessed, I'm not a very patient person).
In the meantime, I'll work on applying for financial aid and some scholarships, although just seeing the words "essay prompt" or "written response" drives me into a frenzy nowadays. And when I'm not doing that, I'll curse at calculus problems I have no hope of understanding, procrastinate on finishing my romance novel, read terribly written but oh-so-addicting paranormal romances, and basically do whatever it takes to keep from thinking about how far away April seems.