So I’m not into college yet.

Hopefully, by the time you all read this, I will be. One can only pray.

That’s why it’s still quite important for me to continue working hard, like I managed to do first quarter. I know I have to keep it up, just grind it out a little longer, in case I don’t get into my early schools.

The only problem is, that’s just not happening.

I took my foot off the gas pedal at the start of the second quarter to give myself a little break I felt I deserved.

However, that little break has turned into something so severe that it’s gotten to the point where last week, my friend in my math class told me he was “proud” of me, for not only did I open my backpack, but I also opened my binder, which I guess I hadn’t done in maybe a month or so.

And now I can’t get out of this state; I caught senioritis, and caught it too early. It’s not that I can’t cure myself, per se, I just really, really don’t want to.

Honestly though, I tried. For about a week. I thought if I picked it up again, the good grades would flow in nicely and rapidly.

Nope.

Instead, I’m back in the abyss of a second semester, college bound senior, who isn’t yet in the second semester or, currently, college bound. I went from telling myself I was going to study for midterms to now laughing about that proposition.

But there is still hope for me. All I need to do is get in early somewhere, anywhere, and all my troubles will be solved. It’s sufficient to say, that’s what I’m banking on. I’ve accepted it. I’ve admitted it. I’m all in for getting in. Early.

And if I don’t? Well, then we have a problem.