Today was our last full day of school, and therefore our last lunch. I ate with some people I don't normally sit with, as some of my friends had a project to work on. And it was nice to have something different. It was nice to watch the dappled light dance across the sidewalk, filtered through the trees. Today's lunch period was for braiding hair and passing around a box of cookies and singing off-key to terrible music. I was happy to have a lunch period that wasn't used for frantically finishing algebra homework or the like. I was happy to just sit there in the shade and talk of teachers and summer and miscellaneous things like hairspray.
And now it is the weekend, and all that stands between me and summer are three half days of finals. Monday is just parties; those finals are already completed. Tuesday is algebra (which I am exempt from, hallelujah), and art, which is a presentation and short multiple choice quiz. Wednesday, the last day, is the hardest: biology and English. After that I'll be taking the bus home with my friends, where we will celebrate by swimming and watching terrible movies and possibly eating Thai food. I can't think of a better ending, or really, beginning.
Right now, though, my grandfather is town. He came down for my sister's play yesterday and also just to see us again. Plans for the weekend are still up in the air but I'm hoping for the library, going to dinner and maybe kayaking or something like that if I'm lucky. We'll see.
There's only three more days of school--getting up early and riding the bus and, bittersweetly, seeing friends--until sweet summer. Part of me doesn't know if I can make it until then, but the other part is telling myself to just calm down and be happy for what I have right now. June will be here before we know it, but isn't May beautiful?
Have a great weekend, everyone! :)