Senior Year
Its Monday, Aug 23rd, and a school night. Tomorrow I start my senior year at St. Johns High School and I couldn't be any more excited to being a year closer to getting out of this God forsaken town. My classes are decent for the first time in my life... (in decent I mean easier then possibly my last year of middle school) and I have a plethora of friends attending the surrounding colleges which shall be my newest weekend hangouts. Home Friday night football games will be consumed by my ridiculous commitment to the band. Nothing like another year of supporting our ever failing football team. Away games will most likley be attended by myself and a number of peers. I'm ready for school, i'm not worried or nervous and anxious, just ready. I am however pissed about my re-dim-damn-diculous parking spot because i'm in RESA. Screw RESA, I quit, it's a joke. I already A+ my way through Anatomy & Physiology, so Pre-allied Health is doing what for me? Oh... getting me the hell out of SJ High School. Rock on. Leaving for a walk with Leah now, which makes me apprehensive. Hasta.. bia.