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Life at East: Gotta call my doctor

Published: Wednesday, April 9, 2014 7:07 p.m. CST

I can see the light at the end of the tunnel. This week I officially began my last quarter of high school. It’s hard to believe how fast this year – and especially these last few months – have gone by. While I may have nine more weeks of classes, my personal and real condition will make it very hard to concentrate.

This condition is very common, arguably an epidemic, but there is only one seasonal cure, prolonging its duration unnecessarily. Its symptoms include daydreaming, lack of energy, increased socialization and almost constant griping about daily tasks. Survival rates are nearly 100 percent, though it may leave some marks on one’s permanent record. The common name for this disease is “senioritis.”

Yes, those of us of a certain age (at least the ripe old age of 17, like me) have all experienced this at some point during our last year of high school. Some younger kids claim to catch it prematurely, though these claims are unsubstantiated. The cause of this disease is anticipation of the future, mixed with a long stretch of previous preparatory achievement. It is believed that the warmer weather helps some instances along. 

My particular case started showing symptoms a few weeks ago, a lot later than some and not terribly earlier than the rest.

I’m proud of myself for holding out so long – many of my peers proved more vulnerable to the disease, and I was able to fight it for months. On days when I have tons to do, I just want to lie down and take a nap. Instead of being the master homework-planner I once was, I’ve turned to binge homework and study sessions. Temporary relief may come with looming deadlines and tests. 

The only problem is that I’m busier than ever! I have pit orchestra rehearsal every day for over two hours, college plans to finalize and two summer jobs starting, all with AP tests and finals right around the corner. I know I have to push forward for the next six weeks before I can sit back and relax, but it’s just so hard!

My condition isn’t all bad. I’ve recently come to appreciate all of my high school experiences and how they’ve shaped and taught me. I can now tolerate some people that I may have not always liked. I like to think that this time has brought high school full circle. 

I’m one of the lucky ones – my prognosis seems good. On May 25, I’m sure I’ll finally feel some relief. Until then, I’ll try to keep my eye on the prize, or should I say diploma?  

To stay in line, I’ll have to remind myself of what’s to come – the dread of realizing that this fall I’ll be a freshman once again. 

• Brigid Ackerman is a senior at St. Charles East High School. She enjoys playing the trumpet, eating bread and writing this column. Contact her at editorial@kcchronicle.com.

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