As long as I can remember I have been going to school in some form or another. So why do I still get the jitters before the first day of classes every semester? Hopefully this will be a feeling I won't have to feel again for quite some time. Its not that I hate school, but I am ready to put school behind me for a while and do something else for a change.

I am a well of conflicting emotions and desires. I am happy to be back with friends, but every time I look around I am reminded that most of my school friends are long gone. I am ready to start classes and excited to see what they hold, but only because I know this may be the last semester of classes I have to deal with for a few years. There is an air of happiness and refreshed spirits, but I am reminded how much I hate this period in every semester because it means constant adjustment and questions.

I am happy to be here, but there are millions of places I want to go...