It's 150am and I'm awake. Now, most people who know my (former) sleeping habits would probably say, "what's new?" I've been sleeping a lot more these days though, honest. But, I digress.
I'm awake, wide awake, in that excited it's-the-first-day-of-school-tomorrow kind of excitement.
I'm a teacher now. I've been one for about 7 years. Granted, first day of school is four times a year now for me because our courses are only 10 weeks long. But you know what? This is how I used to feel when I was a kid. And that's not a bad thing to be, or to feel.