It's that time of year again. Those last few sacred days of summer, although the days are already getting shorter, and you just want to enjoy it all. But who can enjoy it with the start of school lurking around the corner? In my opinion it doesn’t matter if you're in college or high school, school is still school. Sure for some college students it's an exciting time because you're ready to get your freedom back and be with your friends. That's all fine and good except for the fact that the small price to pay for that happiness is more SCHOOL. No matter what level you study at, you are about to get slammed with due dates, readings, and lectures. What's even worse is what comes before all that.
Week one of school is like a black and white movie with no sound. It's totally boring and pointless and everyone knows it (even the teachers) but it has to be done. The school year turns me into a broken record of complaints. When I'm done whining about the boring start of the school year I will begin whining about all the assignments. I’m nothing if not consistent. I would love to be that positive person to sit here and say to you all that you should enjoy the summer you have left and try to make the best of the school year that lies ahead. My mom is one of those people, perhaps she will write an article for those of you who want to hear that. But that's not me. Starting on August 1st I have been dreading packing up for college. Now with packing in full swing I am dreading the drive. Once I arrive the start of classes will send me into an emotional breakdown. Mentally, summer is over. My mind is already agonizing. I can't even look at a calendar right now without it raising my blood pressure. The numbered days are coming and going so quickly at this point and it is going to be September by the time I bat an eyelash.
So if you are surround by peers who are looking forward to move in day or moms who are telling you to make the most of the school year just know that I am not one of them. I am one who dwells and dreads on the start of the academic calendar and fully encourage you to do the same. I have always hated school and I believe I always will. So don't feel guilty for curling up in bed and crying as the sun sets at 7:45pm. You are not alone, (or maybe I am).
