Well, here we are. The final stretch. I'll keep this short and sweet; hopefully you'll return the favor. I've just tasted the sweet, sweet freedom of Easter break. It was yet another reminder of how great summer will be. After months of forgetting to take care of myself, I finally had someone do my laundry and feed me. But now I'm back at school and there's no more going home until the end of school. The only thing that stands in my way of summer is you: the last weeks of school after Easter break.

You're giving me beautiful weather, which is basically you saying "skip class and go be outside". Other than letting me cash in on all the classes I haven't skipped, you pretty much tease me on the daily as I gear up for the last few tests and papers that determine if I pass or fail. I'm trying my best to keep the GPA up, but all you do is put trials in my way.

You're giving me the last few weeks to see friends I never thought I would have this time last year. I get to laugh and cry with the greatest people in my life. The last time to go on coffee dates, try new restaurants, plan all the road trips we said we'd do before school ends. Maybe you're even going to throw some new friends into the mix. All I know is that I'm cherishing the last moments to get to spend with people I love before our three month separation begins.

I get the last few weeks of sleeping in a dorm and sharing a community bathroom. How "sad" is that? I get the last few dinners in the dining hall. The last weeks that I forget my ID card in my dorm room. But you give me things to look forward to like concerts, formals, and the beautiful dead days before exams. I'm happy to have some good times in these last few weeks and I know i'm going to miss you when its all over.

You are a constant reminder that the days are long and the years are short.

Thanks for the good times and the bad times. Thanks for the memories. And thanks for ending a great year.

Sincerely,

Is It Summer Yet?