Ohh-ah You Wish You Were A Senior
The first day of school is like a bad break-up. It comes out of nowhere and leaves you feeling depressed, emotionally vacant. You start wondering; will I ever feel true happiness again? What did I do to deserve this? It was 3 months of pure happiness. You were the Danny to my Sandy. But that’s all over now. You’re faced with a pile of textbooks, an early wake-up call, and a broken heart.
But then it occurs to you, it really doesn’t matter if you have to sit through 6 hours of lectures; you’re a SENIOR in high school now and nothing can stop you! It’s finally time for your Regina George moment. Everything from front row at football games to the loudest cheering section at pep assemblies (that’s right, sit down juniors and sophomores). This is the year you’ve been waiting for: from cheering your heart out at every sporting event, to dancing the night away at prom, going for that lead role in the spring musical, to being accepted into your dream college, and most of all showing those underclassmen who’s boss.
So chant loud and proud guys, “ohh-ah you wish you were a senior!”