on tuesday i experienced my last first day of school. ever. i've been having "first days of school" since 1995, so i feel like this was kind of a big deal. sometimes i wonder if i'm going to have some sort of identity crisis when i'm not a student anymore - like i have been since i was four-years-old. and then i think, "nah, probably not." i love learning, but i don't necessarily love school. i disagree with a lot of the structuring and am a hater of busy work. and i know there will be busy work and things i don't like in whatever my job is, but hey, at least i'll be getting paid for it? ha, but it's still strange for me to think this week was my last week of syllabus overviews and awkward introductions and that these next four months are the last chapter of my school career. it's already got me all nostalgic while walking around campus and finding classes and buying textbooks...

p.s. all images are completely unrelated to this post and from pinterest