I have hesitated writing a blog about senioritis because I have failed to find something that truly encapsulates it - but then I found this picture. This, is e-struggs at her finest. I heard her telling me about how she fell asleep during break and woke up right before I started singing, but I had no idea that someone actually captured the moment. Like, someone did that. It describes everything I'm feeling right now: the music strewn about her, the abandoned food bag, the snow boots, the pillowy jacket. This is actually what we are all going through right now and how we all feel. This photo is the next "Migrant Mother" or the "Kissing Sailor" photo. It needs no more description.
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Oh Nathan, you made my day with this. Especially since I spent the past 24 hours curled up in my bed dying (strug blog to follow). In high school I was queen of senioritis so I know the feeling so well. I'm working on it...but it's hard not to get trapped in the senioritis tornado of lazy.
also, don't forget my hands delicately placed on top of one another.
I captured this moment. you're welcome for this little piece of gold :)
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