It’s crazy to think that us juniors are practically, finally seniors. Like, seriously, where’d all the time go? It feels like just yesterday I was a nervous freshman trying to figure out where my classes were. Now I’m just one and half months away from my last year of high school, and it honestly doesn’t even feel real.

I’m excited, but also kind of nervous. Being a senior means more freedom, more fun, and finally being at the top of the school. We get all the cool stuff, senior pictures, prom, graduation, and those last memories before we all go our separate ways. It’s something I’ve been looking forward to since 9th grade, and now it’s actually happening.

But at the same time, it’s also a little scary. Senior year means big decisions—college, jobs, adulting. It’s like the last chapter of this part of our lives, and there’s pressure to make it count. I know it’ll go by fast, and I don’t want to take any of it for granted.

So yeah, I’m proud of how far I’ve come and I’m excited for what’s next, but I’m also realizing how much I’m going to miss everything when it’s over.

Almost being a senior feels like standing on the edge of something huge. It’s exciting, a little scary, and definitely unforgettable.