The school year is officially over.
Graduation has come and gone.
Seniors have waited their whole lives for this moment.
After 13 long years (long for them, longer for me), they are free.
Free at last!
Thank God, they are free at last! (and thank you, Rev. Martin Luther King).
They are no longer required to attend school.
They are no longer required to roll out of bed 7 minutes before 1st hour begins.
They are no longer required to see their teachers and administrators.
And yet, just when they have their first taste of sweet sweet freedom they get confused.
They forget all of the bad experiences that plagued them during their school years.
The angry over-medicated administrators.
All of the things they hate are quickly forgotten.
Then they do something crazy.
Something so disgusting, I can hardly type out the morbid details.
They do the one thing the swore they would never do.
They show up at school (often quite early).
Just when they think they’re out, they drag themselves back in.
It’s weird, but it happens every year.
Their Senior year is over. They’ve graduated. They are finished.
And then they return.
Thank you Ferris Bueller. Not only for supplying the title of yet another blog, but for one of the 5 greatest movies of all-time.