First Day Of School Butterflies

So tomorrow is the first day of school. Kind of late to start right? But I'm so excited! The first day of school is loved by some, but so hated by others. I think they're really fun. You have to pick out the perfect outfit. Oh, and the hair, must be flawless. How you look the first day, is going to set an impression in others mind for the rest of the year. And I'm an eighth grader this year which means, i get to strut the halls like I own them. Which I will.

The first day isn't just about staking your claim on where you stand and who you will be, but it's really fun too. Not that playing dress up for the perfect outfit isn't or anything. But you get to meet all of your teachers, and try to convince them that you're good. You get to see who is in your class (besides your best friends who you texted the minute you got your schedule!)

I'm so excited though! It's weird because it doesn't seem like tomorrow is really the first day. The summer went so fast. Now, here school is all of the sudden. I'm just like "please wait! Give me a few more days!" But at the same time I'm so ready and I can't wait to be all I can be this year.

Back To School

When I was younger, I enjoyed school for the learning, I guess. Now the only reason I like it is my friends. And there are those perks at the beginning of the year. Buying new school supplies, a new wardrobe, and the first week or so you don't really do anything. And although I don't want to leave the gorgeous summer sun, sleeping in every day, and being able to hang out with my friends whenever I want, I have to trade it in for getting up at 6:30 every day and being lectured by teachers in a cold, uncomfortable classroom.

However, I am kind of excited I'll admit. Last year was one of the best school years I've ever had. I had at least one class with most of my friends, the teachers we're all fairly nice and funny, and generally nothing too bad happened. So basically, the reason I'm excited is my mind is telling me this year will be just like the last. Wrong. And I know this, but I won't except it. I will probably have meaner teachers piling homework on us like we're pack mules, and have no friends in my classes. Honestly, I thinking worst case scenerio here. Maybe I need to just think more positively. Perhaps, this year will be the best ever! You never know, I guess we'll just have to see what happens.