Being a senior is like putting the first ornament on the Christmas tree.
Senior year is like the last sip of sweet tea.
Senior year is like reaching the highest rung on a ladder only to slide down the other side.
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Being a senior is like being a piece of glass left on shore. Four years later its jagged edges have been smoothed by the ocean and the sand, and it has become something worth collecting.
Being a senior is like putting the first ornament on the Christmas tree.
ReplyDeleteSenior year is like the last sip of sweet tea.
ReplyDeleteSenior year is like reaching the highest rung on a ladder only to slide down the other side.
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ReplyDeleteBeing a senior is like being a piece of glass left on shore. Four years later its jagged edges have been smoothed by the ocean and the sand, and it has become something worth collecting.
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