first day of school

oh what memories they bring.

do you remember the first day that you ever put on a backpack, kissing your mommy goodbye, and heading off on that oh-so-big yellow school bus? you would ask yourself over and over again: is that big bus yellow o orange? i think it's yellow... wait no, it's orange. wait...'

what about the first time you smelled those sharpened pencils, or all the new school supplies?

didn't you just cry and cry and cry saying to yourself that this is the worst day of your life? and then once you got to school, and you saw that school wasn't so bad. everything was OK now.

it was those days when you could just walk up to someone, say, 'hi', and then they are you're bestest friend in the whole wide world. if life were just that easy.


year after year you continued this process, and every year, the less tears, the less sorrow. instead of having a tempertantrum about not going to school, you run outside to that yellow bus, turn around, and give a little wave. what color is that bus again?



see, it's the little things like that that make memories. our first days of school, what color the bus is. it's been written on a post-it and has been stuck to your brain.

sometimes, when you're free, take a look at these notes. they'll always be here.
trust me, those posts-it's are really DYING for attention.


anyhow...


wishing you all a wonderful first day of school =)