As much as I hate to admit it, I have become a workaholic. For those who do not know, it is a disease that plagues us students who work 24/7 and there is no cure for the inevitable burn-out- at least that I know of. 

Senior year is truly no joke with everything simultaneously thrown at us, and it leaves little time for us to catch up. Spending my nights completing AP class homework and college applications has become a daily ritual, one I do not particularly enjoy. Even while hanging out with friends, my mind often drifts back to all the math problems awaiting me when I get home.

The best way to describe high school is to compare it to a marathon. Once I start running, it is difficult to stop because the finish line is in sight. I often get revved up with my “go-go-go” mantra, inherently turning on my tunnel vision where I can think of nothing else except finishing all the tasks ahead.      

However, the truth is that I often appreciate being busy. I have many interests and enjoy exploring them, prompting me to sign up for additional activities. Completing a task and getting to check it off my to-do list brings a sense of accomplishment. Knowing I am being productive motivates me to continue and renews my drive for success. As a teen, I have the “hunger” to leave an impact on the world even though I am still unsure how I will exactly accomplish that goal. I am proud of my work ethic and ability to work efficiently, but it has taken a long time to get to this point. 

At the same time, I have realized that limits do exist and it is our responsibility to know when to say “no.” Adding another club commitment or taking an additional community college class is not worth the resulting sacrifices. This last year of high school is our final opportunity to live without true responsibilities and enjoy what is left of childhood. Now, I often listen to my past five-year-old self who encourages me to spend time in the sun and enjoy the small moments. Singing in the car or playing a card game with my sister will ultimately bring more joy than short-term assignments.

I have high hopes for the second semester. Stay tuned and I will let you know how it goes.