Today is the last day of school, and Meaghan (the blonde) and myself truly did survive.
I caught Fifth's Disease; her class had bed bugs; we both were on the cusp of emotional and mental breakdowns at numerous times since January.
However, 'tis the end.
I've felt excited for things to come to an end, but this feeling is taking it to another level. :P
It feels like Christmas Day, except 10x better because the holiday we're celebrating is 'SUMMER' and it's two months long. *giggidy*giggidy*
I might be back later to do a 'reflection' post on my first year teaching now that it's OVER over, or I might let the sentiment escape me, and slide straight into happiness overdrive (kinda already did) and GET ALONG WITH THIS FABULOUS SUMMER.
I don't want to waste a drop of it!
Happy last day, fellow NYC workers!
This year was maddening, wasn't it?