From age five to fifteen I used to always be excited for school to start. When August came around I would start combing the ads in the newspaper looking for school supply advertisements. As soon as I saw the first one I would start begging my mom to go school shopping. Eventually my mom would deem it time to go shopping and I would get new binders, crayons, pencils and everything else I needed to fill my backpack. I also loved getting new clothes. They're so bright and perfect looking and they also smell amazing. Some kinds of clothes have a nicer smell than others. My personal favorite smell as a child was the smell of brand new... Underwear. No, I'm not joking. In elementary school that was probably in my top five favorite smells. Unfortunately my mom always washed my underwear before I was allowed to wear it. Weird right? So after we did all our shopping my mom would make me tuck the clothes in the back of the closet and store my school supplies in my backpack until school started. So I would eagerly anticipate the start of school so I could use all my cool new things.
So finally after a month of anticipation, the night before school started would finally come. I had been packing and repacking my school box and backpack. I asked everyone's advice on what to wear on the first day, enlisted my sister to do my hair, and placed my outfit carefully on a hanger and went to bed as early as possible so I would be able to wake up on time the next morning. Before I would go to bed I would ask sister if she wanted me to wake her up the next morning. She would tell me that I was weird for liking school so much, and I would just smile and fall asleep.
The first day of school was finally here, I woke up to my three alarms at least 2 1/2 hours before I had to leave for school. I would meticulously get ready and prepare everything a final time. If I had spare time I would usually attempt to make a special breakfast celebrating the first day of school (it was never very special because for most of my life I only knew how to make scrambled eggs) and eagerly waited for the time when I got to go pick up my good friend Lyndsie, let her mom snap a few (hundred) photos and go off to school.
This is how things went until about sophomore year. After that I dreaded school and was always wishing summer could go on for a few more months. This year though, by the end of June I was so ready to go back to school. I want to go get school supplies and pack my backpack already and school doesn't start until the end of August. College is going to be so hard and chances are that by the end of the second week I'll be begging for summer, but right now I just can't wait for school to start. So this year it's going to be just as fun as it was my first day of kindergarten (maybe). Not to mention I'll have a few more perks than before, a new laptop and an apartment for example.