If my senior year was a chick, i'd screw her. I loved my senior year that much. My school had some International Baccalaureate program for the kids that try hard, and the school had their head so far up IB ass that when senior year came, all of us that weren't in IB were treated like Kindergartners, easy work, easy grading, lots of fun time, etc. I could have been in IB, but when you're in IB you lose your social life with the normal kids, and I couldn't bear to live with that so I just took normal classes.