The hills are alive with the sound of freshies

So school life has once again begun.
The routine of having to wake up every morning.
Think of what to wear, what to bring, who to meet, what to have for lunch.
Year 2's just flown right by me and now,
it's year 3.
Phew.
In a matter of time, it's gonna be me and the working world
Dam.
I really don't wana leave.
I don't wana grow up.
I think. I think.
I don't know what to think anymore... ...