Looking back on the first blog I wrote in August, I referenced that I could see the light at the end of the tunnel. I felt that I was so close to the end. Looking back from where I am today on those foolish words I said four months prior, the light- if any- was way more distant than I had pictured.

I foolishly came into my senior year thinking that I knew all of the answers. I thought I had my future set out for me and I thought I could fight off any lack of motivation that came my way.

Boy, was I ever wrong. I thought I knew what I wanted to do for my career back in August, but four months of discovery has given me a much clearer answer than I had in August. Numerous nights where I had to FORCE myself to do my homework has shown me how foolish I was in thinking I wouldn’t be affected by “senioritis”.

I now come into my second semester of senior year with a more realistic approach. I know that it is impossible to always be motivated to do homework. I know that I will be checking out once I take my AP tests in early May.

But I also know that my days at Central are limited. Every day is, in a sense, the last day. For all I know, this week’s snow day could be my last ever snow day.

So while I know I will undoubtedly be looking forward to leaving this place and moving on with my life. I will try this semester to make the most of the time I have left.