"Welcome to Hell. Please leave your bags with Cerberus."
Royal High School is officially hell. It was a tolerable purgatory before, but it has graduated to perdition within the space of a few days. I'm pretty much guessing that everyone knows what I'm talking about, so I won't go into the details. It would only create more rumors, and we all know what those do. The school has just become a nightmare and I don't want to deal with it anymore. Last night was calm, at least. It was actually the best homecoming game we've had in my experience. The fireworks were a little much, but the half-time show was quite cute. Especially the drama kids. Hooray for Hippies!
Anyway, I just don't want to go to school anymore. Not that I have much of a choice in the matter, but I just hate having to endure this. If my support system was here, I think it might be survivable. Still, I can't even begin to fathom how miserable everyone would be if they were back this year. I wouldn't wish this on anyone. I'm actually beginning to wonder if I should just take the GED and go to Moorpark for a semester before I go to a four-year. That's how bad this is. I'm just sick of feeling miserable and feeling like this year is some sort of ungodly punishment for a crime I can't remember. I'm still going to stick this year out but only because of Choir and Drama. But if I had my druthers, I'd be out of that school in a heartbeat. I know that I have stronger resolve than this and I haven't gone to Royal this long to drop out now, but I still feel as if I'm drowning. It isn't the homework or stress, it's the environment. School is hell. That's all there is to it.
On a lighter note, I am glad to have seen all of you alumni last night. I miss you guys so much it hurts, but seeing you makes it go away. And for those of you who didn't show, I love you and you're still doing okay. Things will look up eventually. It just sucks at present.