Second semester proves to be no joking matter

Frances Ruiz Staff Writer So these are the facts: It’s second semester; senior year. It’s about to be the fifth six weeks ( just one six weeks away from the glorious days of prom, senior awards and gradutation). Tests, projects, quizzes, home work and all other kinds of assignments are still coming at me and continue to pile up. While I can’t vouch for my peers, it seems as though I’m working just as hard as I did last semester. And frankly, I’d really like to know one thing: what’s up with that? It’s not that I’m this total slacker with no daily agenda or future goals in life, but let’s face it, I’m one of the many seniors who has gone through four stressful, trying,…

Daphne’s Dilemma: Senioritis a new experience

By Daphne Chen Last semester, I noticed a trend about myself. Something alarming. Unprecedented. Unacceptable. And yet, I never cared. After all, what kind of senior cares if his or her grades take a downward slide? And keep sliding? And keep sliding? I realized that I had just failed two quizzes in AP Macroeconomics and didn’t care enough to ask if I could retake them. I realized that I didn’t care that I hadn’t checked Portal in two six weeks. I realized that I didn’t care where my grades fell at all for the semester – as long as they were above an 85. But these weren’t the most disturbing of my realizations as I…