Punks in the Beerlight

Summer is almost ended, and I'm glad. I hate the summer. Sure, I like sleeping late and no school, but I hate the weather and.... I start to miss school. I know I'm going to regret I ever said that in February. I like school in September through Winter Break. Then, there's no going back. I can't stand the Third-Fourth Marking Period. Teachers still trying to grasp onto any control they once had over the classroom. Giving too many reports, realizing they aren't done with the curriculum yet. It's fun, though, when we all slack off. Then of course finals... :-(