Well, you can relax, and you will, but the horror stories about rescinded admissions will hopefully make you at least show up for class. In addition to the academic strife of your thirteenth year of school, psychological burdens ruminate in your mind. Senior year is supposed to be about college, but the truth of the matter is that no one goes anywhere until the following year. So your thoughts are on the future, but the future is a year away. And more importantly, the future is uncertain.
Senior year is about swimming in the sea of unknown or more accurately, drowning in that sea.
It is about introspection, emotional turmoil, oh, and college apps. And as you aimlessly scarf down your father's barbecue chicken and your mother's homemade mashed potatoes, it suddenly hits you. The days of family meals are counted. No more home cooking. No more home, period.