All the children, young and old, are preparing to go back to school or start school for the very first time and parents are getting ready for that first day I can't help but think back to my school days. Part of me is so glad school is over. I hated the drama and the social awkwardness. I was never good at being around people and being forced to talk and smile and be friendly. I hated the mean girls and the mean boys who mocked and made fun of of everyone. I hated struggling to make good grades while my little sister made all A's without hardly lifting a finger. I hated staying up all night long studying or finishing that paper and stressing about if it was OK or not and finally just handing in whatever I had, good or bad. After college, while all my peers prepared to go to graduate school I prepared to enter the work force. This was all I had wanted...a degree so I could start really living life.
And yet, as stressful as it was, some part of me wishes I was back there again. I miss days and nights spent with my room mate and best friend, Sara. I miss learning about first loves and heartbreaks. I miss that I wasn't really an adult yet and therefore tests and papers were my biggest problems in life and I had this future that seemed so bright to look forward to after school was over. Now, life is hard. I hate the politics and drama of adult life. I hate feeling so much stress and responsibility all the time. I want to have a little fun and not worry about my future or anything much at all. I miss the fun classes I took...ballroom dancing, astronomy, horseback riding.
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