After about 12 years of hard work and education, I am finally a senior. I am at the top of the high school hierarchy. I remember watching my siblings graduate and thinking, ”When will it be my time?" Now, all of a sudden, it is! This year is a year of "lasts"; last first day of high school, last exam, last prom, last paper." It is a scary thought, but also exciting. This year is going to be one of the most emotional and crazy years of one’s life. It is a year of reflection on what goals, fears and plans are for the future. My senior year, compared to others, is a little bit different. I can say it has been a big adjustment. I just recently moved from Cary, North Carolina to Parkersburg, West Virginia. So, although it is a year of “lasts”, it is also a year of “firsts”. I already miss things from where I lived before. I constantly think about my friends back home and remember all the great times we had. Also, I miss my family that has been there for me through thick and thin. It really isn’t that easy to stop those nostalgic feelings from forming. I don’t know if one calls that easier or harder to leave for college because I somewhat know what it feels like. I don’t have those established relationships and connections here. Is this going to be another hit to the heart because I will eventually grow to love them too? Those thoughts are constantly in my head, like a broken record player. One of my fears of being a senior is Senioritis. I am afraid that once I get accepted into a college I will suddenly get the feeling that I have done it all and it's time to coast and enjoy myself. I can’t afford to that. With two advance placement classes, two college courses, and a significant number of electives, I have to constantly be on my toes. From here on out, it seems like it will become a sprint. I will have to get the grades I need, get all of my applications filled out and be sure to keep getting enough sleep throughou