You know, I can’t help but think of that song “It’s hard to say goodbye” at the moment. But in the next few hours I’ll be doing just that, I’ll be saying goodbye to my freedom and hello to my school books, cramped classrooms, homework and the ever present need for sleep that pervades the entire experience. This is because (drum roll please), the winter quarter at my university starts tomorrow. (Okay, this may be a bit redundant after the previous sentences. Shut up inner critic.) As many would be after six years of school, I am sick of it. However, on the bright side of things, this quarter is indeed a special one. If all goes well, fingers tightly crossed, I should be done with my English Degree. All that will be left is my Spanish one. It’s like getting the first whiff of fresh air in a city, like, a mile before you actually reach the lush green fields. (Did this even make sense? Sorry if I confused anyone.)
But yes, school has come again. Now I’m off to bed, hoping I get some sleep before my alarm goes off at 7 A.M.
PS: After a long day at school, I look forward to returning home and completing assignment 5 of the Hero to Zero Challenge. Its presence will be my mental walking stick. (A little dramatic? Why not.)