The Feeling of the Last Day of School
My alarm goes off, and somehow I'm not annoyed. I pick out my outfit for today and chose my favorite outfit. I don’t even bother to pack my lunch because I know we’ll be having pizza for lunch. My backpack is so lightweight because there’s no books, papers, or folders in it. I walk out the door and my mom yells “Bye sweetie! Have a wonderful day!”. It's the last day of school. I walk into school and everyone is hanging out in the halls, laughing, and signing each other's yearbooks.The bell rings and my teacher lets us know that we won’t be learning today and we will be having fun. We then spend the rest of the day with the other classes outside, listening to music, playing games, talking with friends, and bragging about what we’re going to be doing over the summer. The dismissal bell rings and Everyone begins to hug and talk about how we’re all going to miss each other, how we’ll stay in touch over the summer, and how we’ll still remain best friends when school is back in session.
The Car Ride Home
The music is playing in the car, everyone is quiet. Not because of anything bad happening, but because everyone is tired and drained. It’s the car ride home after vacation. The several months leading up to planning, saving money, and getting excited for the vacation has ended. Everything has already happened and played out how it was supposed to. We got to the hotel on time, we went everywhere we said we were going to go, and we ate all the food we said we were going to eat. All that's left from this is the pictures we took and the dent made in our bank accounts. I look to my right and see my sister asleep, and I look to the front seat where I see my mom in the passenger seat with her earbuds in while listening to her podcast, and I look to my dad and he is focused on driving. I then look at the g.p.s. where it says how much time we have left until we arrive home. 2 hours left. 2 hours left until I arrive back to reality. 2 hours left until I can no longer say I’m on vacation. 2 hours left until I have to return back to school, work, and all the responsibilities I have. For some reason I want these two hours to last forever. I want them to last forever because being on vacation is one of the best, freeing, and exciting feelings to ever have. When I arrive home I will put my suitcase on my bedroom floor and I will take two weeks until I actually clean it out. I will take all of my souvenirs and place it on my desk for display, and I will transfer all of the pictures I took on my phone and make them into polaroid pictures I can put on my wall. I can’t help but to think of what the next vacation will be or when the next time I'll be able to look forward to something will be. But until then, I will just relax and enjoy the last two hours of my vacation in the car ride home.
Steve Jobs once said “The most precious resource we all have is time”. I agree with this statement because you can lose a lot of things and get it back (money, clothes, people). But you can never get back time. I think the worst insult is for someone to purposely waste your time because they don’t consider it to be valuable. Time is what calculates what has passed by. To me it can be a positive thing or a negative thing. If I am looking forward to something, I am constantly wishing the time away hoping for the day to get here sooner, and if something is approaching that I am not excited about, I am also hoping the time will come by faster so I can get it over with. However, if I am enjoying a moment, I want the time to move as slow as a turtle so that I can savor every moment that I am experiencing. I often think that time flies at the most inconvenient times. Why does the time of being at work move so slow, but when i’m hanging out with my friends, the time moves so fast, and it’s time to go home before you know it. I think if you don’t stare at the time, it will move quicker because you aren’t focused on it.
It's the most wonderful time of the year. No, it's not Christmas. No, it's not New Years. No, it's not summer time. It's Maypril. It's the time between April and May. It's the time when April showers are turning into May flowers. It's the time when the rain finishes, and the humidity is high. A rainbow will start to form in the sky. That is the most wonderful time of year.