school days here I come.

This happens every year. Every single year, towards the end of summer, I get excited about school starting. And not for the normal reason of "I want to see my friends!". No, I'm excited about taking classes. About learning, reading, and doing work. I don't know why. Towards the middle of the year, I always think back to the end of the summer and laugh. I don't know why I get so excited, but I do. Sigh.. I just can't help it. I want something to do with myself that takes some thought. I guess there's a point in everyone's life when they get sick of... not thinking.
I think I'm blabbering. To nobody. Nobody is reading this. Right? Of course. Hahaha.
Toodles for now :)
Caylie
PS. I guess I should add that part of my anticipation is most likely due to the fact that I'm homeschooling for the first time this year. But I'll be going to class two and a half times a week...