Oy.

I hate the last week of summer vacation. It is the most stressful time if my entire year. No matter how organized, how prepared or how much diet coke you consume it is inevitable that the feelings of stress, frustration, anxiety and exhaustion all start creeping in.

I cry every summer. I have one good cry to let out my frustrations and then I move on. I haven't cried yet, bit it will come. Always does.

But even with all the stress and hair pulling I am very excited for this year. New school, new grade, new me. I'm excited for a fresh start, for fresh friendships and especially a fresh class. I'll post pictures soon of my room.

Wish me luck folks.