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 By Jack Lepiarz Mar. 30, 2006 It's springtime again, bringing April showers, May flowers, and a very strange and mysterious disease. No, it's not the Avian Flu. No, not Mad Cow disease. Not even those annoying colds that strike right as the weather's getting warm. No, this disease strikes a much more select group, usually people between 17 and 19 years of age. It is known only as Senioritis. I was thoroughly appalled when I decided google the term "senioritis," and came up with nothing more than a number of essays denouncing the evils of senioritis and how seniors cannot let their guards down, lest this disease ruin their college dreams. After all, slacking off three quarters of the way through the year (when nearly all of my grades are guaranteed A's anyway) can be so destructive. Actually, I think senioritis is a positive disease. After all, I'd rather have my kids want to leave high school and want to move onto college than stick around. That's only natural. By this point of their senior year (or junior year, in my case) most people have no desire to stay in their hometown, and instead have high hopes and dreams for their college experiences. I know I do. Even if that's not the case, senioritis is more of a reflection of a teen's desire to enjoy their last few months of high school. When they can truly call themselves a kid, living at home with their parents - or at least most of the time - still living in their hometown, and still going to school with the peers that they've had for the past 11 years. The desire to slack off is a desire that reflects how the teen feels about school. They want to leave high school on a positive note. Nobody wants to remember that the last days of high school were spent poring over books and worksheets. I for one refuse to study for any of the finals that I end up taking this year - but then again, that's pretty normal for me. I don't think I've ever studied for a final in my life. Then there's the general disregard for authority. Wait, let me rephrase that: the HEIGHTENED disregard for authority. When a teen is suffering from senioritis, their disrespect for authority takes a couple of steroids and goes on a major 'roid rage massacre. The whole idea of "Don't tell me what to do" becomes their gospel. And it is a gospel that they are more than willing to share. What can I say? Any teenager suffering from senioritis should be wrapped up in warm blankets, kept on a strict diet of dry cat food, and forced to watch C-SPAN all day long. While that keeps them occupied, perhaps there is some way that we can find a cure for this dreaded illness. We must find a way to cure our children of this evil "senioritis!" Or not. That'd be just dandy. ------------ About the author: Jack Lepiarz is a senior at Madison High School. Born in Waco, Texas, he lived with the Big Apple Circus for much of his early childhood, eventually moving to Madison, New Jersey, where he now resides. Although he is often described as stubborn and egotistical, he tries to keep an open-mind towards new ideas and treat people the way he would like to be treated. Email: Jackwuzhere42@aol.com Comment on this article here! ------------ All articles are EXCLUSIVE to Useless-Knowledge.com and are not allowed to be posted on other websites. ARTICLE THIEVES WILL BE PROSECUTED! |
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