Here you are, dozing off in the cafeteria, caffeine surging through your bloodstream, dreading the bell, a cue for tests to be taken and papers to be written.

But here I am, couldn’t be happier to see all your exhausted faces from the moment I danced out of bed as “Boom Clap” blared from my alarm this morning at 6:30 a.m.

I have no problem sleeping until noon and hanging at Compo, but I might lose my mind if I go another day without being somewhat productive.

I have found myself rereading my research paper and thumbing through my heavily annotated version of Catcher in the Rye. For fun.

I long to graph a logarithmic function, to balance a chemical equation, to translate “La Carta a Dios.”

Okay, maybe not the Spanish, but still.

There’s no question that summer is a well-deserved and much-needed break from overbearing pressures that come hand in hand with high school, but there is something so appealing about walking from English to Math, waving at all your smiling faces that I miss almost as much as I miss school itself.

But before I get ahead of myself, the tools for success are a must. My mom and I proudly strutted down the isles of Staples Office Superstore in early August, Staples rewards card in hand, and you best believe that I am color coordinated and just itching to take notes in my all white, five-star notebook on hyper-partisanship for Gov.

My feelings about school will prevail, just don’t ask me about it in the thick of January.