Is this our senior year?

"Senior year is the best time of your life. Enjoy it while it lasts, because once the time has been lost, it can never be found again." If I had a gallon of water for every time I heard this, I could flood the Sahara desert. This sentiment seems to be very common and thus far in my senior year, I am not certain I would wish to find that lost time again. Stress and labor have seemed to be two of the most prominent things occupying my life. Between cross country, and peer counseling, and a never ending supply of homework, and college applications, and standardized tests, and work, among numerous other things, my mind is slowly being constricted by the stress. The more the pressure builds in my cranium, the more I loathe attending school and any other activity that involves getting off my rump. Why all of a sudden do I abhor school? Can I survive another four years of this torture? When expressing my sentiments to my friends, they seem to mirror my feelings. This proves the fact that I am not all by my lonesome and there is an underlying factor causing these feelings. Has senioritis set in already? Surely we cannot be plagued by this illness yet, can we? This stress is a result of the rigorous college application process, which seems to be a life and death situation. It is also a result of the academic expectations we are responsible to meet and the virtues we are held to uphold. But frankly this is tiring and futile because we should only try to please ourselves. So I will no longer remain complacent in a society where I am expected to fulfill others' expectations. Oh...wait...I am writing this blog for a grade. So much for that notion.