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Nothing about my life is terribly exciting. I'm always bad at journals, probably for that reason.
I do start school this week. Senior year. I feel nostalgic about it already. I know that it will be fun (senior year always is), and I'm sure there will be tons of amazing memories and whatnot. But at the same time...I'm not going to lie, I can't wait to get the fuck out of here.
On a more current note, I might go to the lake with my friends this weekend. For one last day of fun before the school year. :)
PS: Summer homework = wtf? A 5 page essay due on the first day of class...for a teacher we've never had before...and with minimal explanation. Not fair.
I do start school this week. Senior year. I feel nostalgic about it already. I know that it will be fun (senior year always is), and I'm sure there will be tons of amazing memories and whatnot. But at the same time...I'm not going to lie, I can't wait to get the fuck out of here.
On a more current note, I might go to the lake with my friends this weekend. For one last day of fun before the school year. :)
PS: Summer homework = wtf? A 5 page essay due on the first day of class...for a teacher we've never had before...and with minimal explanation. Not fair.