Dear Spring Semester,

I’ll be honest, I was so excited for you to arrive while I was home for six weeks. I was dying to get back to school and face you head on. I got all my school supplies, I had my first-day outfit and a brand new water bottle; everything was ready for you. I even went to bed early. New semester, new me; am I right? Absolutely not!

I’m a little disappointed in how you greeted me after all the excitement I felt to finally start our few months together. Not only did my water bottle break, I still feel tired from winter vacation no matter how early I go to sleep, and three out of my five courses require a 15-page final paper and a presentation – you know I hate presentations! Your little buddy, fall semester, should’ve told you that by now. I have already picked up two extra shifts at work because I am too nice to say no (I know my housemate asked me to take her shift, but she doesn’t count as a nuisance so don’t try to throw that in my face.) Also, I finally accepted that once you are over, you will be taking one of my best friends away with you as she goes off to grad school so now, not only am I frustrated with you, I am sad as well.

Spring semester, I am here to say that after only three short days, I am already completely over you. Now, it isn’t too late to get your act together, so please don’t be too upset with me. You have some time to turn this around, give me some amazing memories, good food at the dining hall (hopefully), and a few cancelled classes. I really don’t think I’m asking for much. I can’t lie to you any longer and say I am still as excited as I once was, but I know we can make this work. I’ll still try really hard to make Dean's List as long as you give me some free time to research summer internships. I promise to create a better sleeping schedule and wake up early if you promise to give me fun events to attend in return. I’m sure I can get over this first week of mishaps if you just promise to be good to me from here on out.

Sincerely,

Me