American Education System

I was strong throughout my past three years of high school.

I worked well, study well, got good grades.

And then senioritis hits me.

But it’s not because I’m lazy.

It’s because everything is being layered on top of each other.

I need to finished college applications by date x and date y.

I need to get my letters of recommendations from teacher x and supervisor y.

I need to do FAFSA by date x.

I need to study for class x and class y.

I need to work from time x to time y on days x and y.

I need to run clubs from time x to time y on days x and y.

Exactly why do I have to do all these things and complete them on the same day?

I’m not lazy. I’m overwhelmed. I’m only seventeen. And I’m fed up.

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