Four Down, One to Go.....

Well, my summer "vacation" (yeah right, by the way) is officially over. I'm heading back to school tomorrow and my feelings are mixed. In one sense, I'm dreading it because it marks the return of endless reading, writing, and paying attention in classes that are often times less than intriguing. Dozens of assignments, essays, and research papers await me. Hours of reading the 15 or so books that are currently sitting on my bookshelf collecting dust. Pulling all-nighters, stressful cram sessions, and numerous trips to the library are just a few of the not-so-delightful things I have to look forward to.
On the other hand, I'm excited. This is my last year and then I will officially be "Miss Webb, English Teacher". I'm too ecstatic for words to explain the joy and anticipation I feel for the day when I am no longer a student, but instead, the teacher. I have worked so incredibly hard to get where I am today, and I honestly can't even imagine how great it will be to actually say that I have achieved my dream. This is what I've wanted since before I can remember, and to know that everything I've worked for is finally within reach is simply indescribable. The light at the end of four long, and somewhat grueling years of college is finally visable.
Fuck substitute teaching. Fuck Hollywood Tan. Fuck squeaking by, wondering how my rent and bills will be paid on my meager wages. Soon, all of that will be behind me. Granted, teaching is perhaps the most underpaid profession in the world, but compared to where I am now, I will be a rich woman. A new car with A/C that actually works, a cozy little house with a white picket fence, and an entirely new life for both Alex and myself awaits.