Spring Fever

It seems so unfair. It is something like 75 degrees outside with a nice breeze -- perfect weather -- and I'm stuck inside, doing nothing. To be fair, I am in school and should be practicing for Theatre or rehearsing my speech for Debate. But honestly, how can anyone expect a bunch of teenagers to sit in class and focus when it's gorgeous outside? Teachers keep saying there are only a few weeks of school left. Basically, there's no real purpose to being in school now. Nobody is paying any attention to what the teacher has to say; all we want to do is hang out with our friends. Instead we are cooped up in a tiny classroom, gossiping and pretending we care about History.

To be fair, quitting school now to avoid the next few ridiculously boring weeks would be stupid (we'd just end up wasting the weeks before we let out, anyway. And there is a point to going to school; I of all people should know that. It just seems cruel to force us to stay inside and study when there is so much going on outside. Spring fever is contagious and I definately have a fatal case of it. Add to that a diagnosis of senioritis and you've got a recipe for disaster. I think I'm going to go crazy!

On the bright side, after this year I can leave high school and never come back. That thought actually gives me a bit of ambition. . . enough to remind me that passing Chemistry might be useful so I can go to college this fall. Maybe I should crack a book. . .