Despite how much it pains me to admit this, I have a confession to make: I have let myself become victimized by a chronic illness. You guessed it; senioritis is in the air, and has struck me with a particularly bad case that shows no signs of leaving.

I have heard rumors of this supposed epidemic throughout high school, but had you asked me a year ago if I thought it would have affected me, I would have promptly answered no. Such a diligent, hardworking student as myself would never expose herself to this sickness — no, addiction — that is gradually eating away at the minds of seniors across Inglemoor High’s campus.

OK, I am making this sound like the Bubonic Plague. It’s not THAT bad, but with graduation less than five months away, my concentration and drive (and that of my fellow seniors) is decreasing by the day.

Symptoms of this epidemic include zoning out in class, taking less than adequate notes and procrastinating, to name a few. However, school is not the only area that I have been slacking in (ugh, I never thought I would use that adjective to describe myself!).

If any of you frequent my column, you might have noticed that my bi-monthly column has turned into more of a “uni-monthly” one, and for this I apologize. While I should have been writing articles, I was probably indulging in hot yoga sessions, eating out at cheap lunch specials or hanging out with friends on the occasional school night (WHAT?!?).

Don’t get me wrong, the voice in my head (my former, diligent self) leaves me feeling guilty for my laziness … sometimes. Maybe this is a selfish justification of my actions, but for once in my life I have time to relax and watch TV during the week, and I have got to admit that it feels great!

The higher the dose of seniorities that I get, the more addicted I become. I guess the first step to overcoming the addiction is admitting, and you could say this article is my own coming to terms with it. But until now, as I twiddle my thumbs until April when I hear from the schools I have applied to, I think I might just stay addicted for a little while longer. I am sure the old Elsa will be back just in time for college to start … I hope.

Elsa Watland is an Inglemoor High senior.