Counting down the days

Although the school year is coming to a close, it still seems like life times away until we can wake up without worries, homework, or projects. It seems like eternities until we can step outside without a care in the world and breathe in the warm summer air. It almost seems like a far off dream, and only that. I can't imagine a day without a math assignment. It's truly a sad thing to think about. It seems as though the pointless lessons and meaningless projects will just never end. They will just follow us around for the entire rest of our unfair lives, taunting us with their clever tactics that have fooled adults into thinking they are important. It seems almost cruel. So that is why I'm counting down the days, the minutes, the seconds until our beloved summer vacation. I'm overcome with excitement thinking about Harry Potter marathons and picnics. I honestly can't wait to sleep in until whenever I please. I can't wait to not be bossed around by teachers who think we have no life of our own and think it's doing us a favor to give us homework. I am giddy and much looking forward to nights with friends and card games and jumping on the trampoline. It's nearly killing me to think of that awfuly long wait.