It's that time of year again.

The time of year when we're all getting out of school.
Locker clean-outs and last minute "thank you, Mr/Mrs. _____! Have a nice summer!"
Only two more days of 5:30 alarms, and then it's summer...and my freshman year is over.
I honestly can't believe it's even gone by this fast. I feel like yesterday was my first day of school, my first high school football game, my first band competition, my first high school play.
Even though I have three more unbearable years of 5:30 alarms, finals study guides, and worrying about which teachers will round a 91.4% up to an "A" or not, I miss it.
Reading the senior issue of the Spartus, taking pictures with the seniors who are leaving, and seeing some seniors saying a final "bye and thanks" to their favorite teachers is already making me tear up... And I'm just a freshman.
I'm hoping that I will take to heart all of the seniors' advice: "treasuring each second," "taking these moments for all they're worth," and "enjoying high school."

But now that I think about it, the one thing I can remember most clearly about this year is
that one time I got pennied. :)