Senioritis

Ladies and Gents, it's that time of year. The weather is warm, the teachers cancel class, the students don't do work. Senior Spring is upon us. 

When the weather turns nice, the seniors at Boston All Girl's School sit out on this brick patio, called the senior beach. 

guys, its 59 degrees and I am SO getting tan. by lunch I'll be a bronze goddess

#SeniorBeachTweets

Senior Beach living

Senior beach time

Just, like, chillin on the beach mon

During senior spring, students often feel rather disinclined to attend class. 

I would go to class but I forget how to use my legs 

#Anti-classTweets

One class today #seniorspring #lovinlife

rules broken today: lateness, Dunkin in class, brought unlabeled peanut butter chip cookies.

1 class today. Awesome.

save meeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee #seniorspring #classispointless#timetograduate

Another senior spring trending topic is iced coffee. Apparently, iced coffee = senior spring joy

That's right... with or without coffee, iz nuts. oh tartar sauce. 

#IcedCoffeeTweets

today was a good day #seniorspring #icedcoffee #panini

Iced coffee is my version of the groundhog #springtime#seniorspring

During senior spring, people freak the heck out when the weather is nice.

It's so bright out, part of me wants the winter back. NAHT. I shall bathe in ze light. 

#NiceWeatherTweets

Got the blue sky breeze blowing wind through my hair#seenyaspring

spring spring sprang, spring spring sprang, i lovveeeee the weatheeeeeeeeeerrrrrrr

It is so sunny! All I wanna do is frolic!

frolicFROLICfrolicLALAlalalallaFROLICfrolic

Lastly, I would like to point out that senior spring causes a tremendous uproar of #SeniorSpringTweets. There were twelve tweets about senior spring over the course of one school day. pretty craycray. ya'll need to find real things to do. (says the gal who is blogging about people tweeting about senior spring)

Today was my first day of lacrosse tryouts. Normally when I think of lacrosse, I think of wearing shorts and a lax pinney on a sunny, 65 degree day.

chillin in my pastilles, tossing with my buddies, using my morning spoon

But it was not warm out today. It was very very very cold. Picture this: there we were, huddled in a circle in the middle of the field. Girls were moving behind one another to block themselves from the bitter, freezing, wind. 

It was like the damn tundra out there. 

We were not members of the Boston All Girl's School lacrosse team. No. We were a tribe of Native Americans in the Badlands of North Dakota. 

In this ultimate game of lacrosse, where the toughest tribes test their skill, strategy, strength, and endurance, we competed and fought for the land that was ours  /we did some passing drills

Completely exposed to the elements, we became one with nature /we whined 'cause our fingers were cold

despite the cold, we all wore loincloths

Two eagles swooped above our heads, as if to guard and protect us as we combatted. OK I legiterally saw two hawks today flying above the Boston All Girl's School lacrosse fields today

The match was brutal, a test that proved fatal for the weak /breathing cold air made my throat ouchy so I sat down

Dude in bottom right: guys, timeout. does anyone have an inhaler? 

We chanted together as a group, as if to ward off the evil cold spirits /we did a feeble team cheer at the end of practice 

Birthday

Hey sistas,

Guess what??? It's my eighteenth birthday!!!!

Eighteen, you ask? Yes, I will be a real-life adult. 

Thanks, Lucy, and I agree. Eighteen is a big one. 

I mean, the actual fact that I have lived 18 years is not surprising to me. Obviously. I was a baby for a while, and then a toddler, and a little kid, then a tween, (which happens to be my favorite age)

Don't you miss the awkwardness of being a tweenager? 

Awkwardness Score Card: 

-5 points for braces

-5 points for the developing body and lack of appropriate "support garments"
-5 points if you shopped at abercrombie kids 

Now, take this awkwardness score and multiply it by five for tomboys
Ladies and Gents, that's 75 points for Erika

relaxing after a school dance. scored some mad digits

Anyways, childhood was not easy, but I am certainly not ready to be an adult

Here are a few reasons why the "legal adulthood" age should be raised a few years for me:

1. Whenever I shuffle my iPod, the goofy goober song comes on.

and i refuse to delete it

2. Every night, my daddy brings me a cut up apple while I am upstairs doing my homework

DO YOU THINK THAT NOW THAT I AM EIGHTEEN, MY DADDY WON'T BRING ME APPLE ANYMORE? what in the WORLD am I going to do in college when I have to use my legs to walk places to get my own food?

can I hire someone to be my daddy at college? 

This is me meeting my first male friend at college:

and he shall cut me fruits

3. I still fit into kids clothing. well, extra large kids clothing... details.. but, the real concern is that I still like kids clothing. What adult finds the same jackets and tops cute as twelve-year-olds do?

THIS GUY

Well, it has been eighteen years and I have no choice but to set this childish ship sailing into the sea of adulthood.

weeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!