The last weekend of summer is always a really depressing time to me. I start feeling homesick and reminiscent and absolutely dread the fall rolling in.
For the past two years i have been moving over this weekend and can i just tell you how nice it is NOT to be doing that? I think the fact that I will be seeing a different part of the world this fall instead of sitting in a classroom is the one thing that is keeping me from breaking down about summer ending.
But before i get too sad I still have three more days to live to the absolute fullest!!!
