I have a really bad case of senioritis. While my younger sister who is a freshman does not believe senioritis exists, I know it does. I do not feel like doing anything except fool around. But I can not spend all day looking up pictures of cats, memes, and rage comics; no I have to work on schoolwork. Not to mention the senioritis sometimes goes the other way by making me freak out over every grade I get. Senioritis made me skip seating auditions for my local youth orchestra. I knew I was going to sit in the back anyway but still.
Once prom is over in April, I and every other senior in my class just will not care anymore.
Random thought- If zombies had brains; would they go all cannabilistic on each other?