So being a grown up and all, I figured
that my going back to school days were up...
no more summer vacation and therefore
no more going back to school blues.
Apparently choosing to love
a teacher completely voids this.
Today is his first day back,
and we're both kind of pathetically
mourning the end of our best summer ever.
Happy first day of school, babe...
I'm sure fall will be pretty darn