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Hawk Talk with Lydia: Issue No. 2

Dear Lydia,

I can not express how much I hate coming to school. As a senior, it is my fourth year of getting up early, writing papers, being in boring classes, listening to underclassmen gossip, and I am done with school. Done! I just want to go off to college, meet new friends, and start studying material that I am interested in learning. I mean, what am I going to do with the information that I learn in Introduction to Chemistry? I want to be an art teacher! The only classes that I want to take are the ones that deal with drawing, sculpting, painting, and anything else that is specifically art related. It just makes me sad to wake up in the morning, go to the same boring place, see the same people that I have been around my entire life, and just repeat the same things that I did yesterday. I guess you could say that I have ¨Senioritis¨, but all I believe is that I am ready to move on with my life. I am super anxious to begin the next chapter of my life. How do I get through this last year of high school?

Ready to Leave,


Dear Rhonda,

Senior year is finally here! I am in the same boat as you are: ready to leave the nest and get out there! I agree with you, and high school is starting to wear on me too. The same people and classes and homework and classrooms. It is tiring. The thing that you and I have to remember is this is our last year of regular schooling, ever. After we walk out of this school the day we graduate, we will never come back as a student. The group of people that we have known our entire lives, well we might never see them again. Those great times that you have had in that school will become faint memories in the back of your mind. After we graduate, we are on our own. We will be out of our comforts zones, having to meet new friends, get used to an entirely different school or job or maybe even training to serve our great country. Nothing will ever be like it is right now. While we are ecstatic to get out of here, we have to cherish these final months. Someday we will miss this. So, Rhonda, just live in the moment. It might seem like it is going to take forever, but I promise that if you make the best of it, that it will fly by. Good luck with the rest of your year!

Lots of Love,