Back to School...

I started school again this September...but I found that the start of it was rather anti-climatic. I was remembering all those years when mom would make an awesome breakfast, my new outfit for that day was laid out nights in advance just so I could look at it and try it on over and over, and I was actually excited at the prospect of another school year.

Usually, the start of school meant that I was in a new place because of my dad's job. When I was younger, this was so exciting for me because I knew that I would make lots of new friends at school when we moved. As I got older, the idea of making new friends every one to two years became less exciting and more...well...scary for lack of a better term. I realized that not all kids were nice, not everyone wanted to be friends with a military brat who was going to move in a year or two, and that lunch on the first day of school may be the most frightening thing a military child ever does. Now, don't get me wrong...I would not change ONE thing about my childhood...it has made me into the person I am today and allowed me to see the world long before my 18th birthday. It made me stronger, and weaker at times, but generally my life as a "brat" prepared me to face life's challenges.

After 12 schools (including three high schools), I finally graduated and headed to college in Boston where I would be able to live for over FIVE years! I remember thinking how weird it would be to stay in one place for SO long...after-all, the longest I had ever lived anywhere before that was three years (and that was when I was a baby). Though I interrupted my stay in Boston for a couple of months when I studied abroad in Sydney, Australia, I lived in the same place for over 5 years and loved it. I was definitely ready to move when I graduated, though. I couldn't wait to "start fresh" again.

SO, back to the main point (if there is one) of this blog. I am back in school. School always makes me nostalgic, and somewhat nauseous because I hate homework and papers. Despite this, I have subjected myself to one more degree. One month into this degree and I already have "senioritis"...if nothing else going back to school will help me to sharpen my procrastination skills.