Wrapping up August and moving back up to school always feels like something is dying inside of me. I know that sounds dramatic, and it's probably my senioritis looming, but I have so much on my plate already for my senior year and classes haven't even started. At my University, I write for the sports section of our newspaper, I have a full-time internship with our D1 hockey team, I am the director of public relations for my sorority, and I am a rep at large for our student government. In my spare time, I take class.
I am also an awful packer, so I let my mother handle all that with the laundry and the duffel bags. The one thing I have to look forward to with starting school is the changing of seasons. I love fall. Fall is my second favorite season (to winter) and I can't wait to wear long jeans, cable-knit sweaters, warm boots and drink a pumpkin spice latte. I've started my transition into fall - breaking out my gingham button-ups along with a little wishful thinking. Also, I'm excited to get back to school with my regular schedule and a little more structure.
I can't tell you why I'm making the most ridiculous face in that photo - It was probably some embarrassment from my mother insisting we take it in front of 30 people at Target.
The bottom shot there is just a mess of our dining table as I wrapped up one of my best friend's birthday presents. I crafted her a set of her initials to hang on her wall! Gratuitous photo below.
Does anyone else have anxiety about school starting?
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