haven't you people ever heard of closing the (radio beep) door
Lately I've been sucking at writing in here anything more than private entries. And you would think I'd be writing more than ever. It's that time, isn't it? When everything worthwhile and momentous and life-changing happens?
I don't know. I turned in my speech to Cooperman, waded through the physics AP exam, had a semi-productive cruise meeting, went to the gym. It's like nothing is even going on. When I got to school at 11 today for our lunch party and then the test, everyone else was in regular class, and it was so odd.
Dr. Sharon retired. Mixed feelings, don't want to talk about it; the rest of the chorus is busy pretending he died (wearing black, having "retirement wakes", saying their life is over, things will never be the same). Obviously senior year of chorus ended up being hell because of a few people but it was a good experience overall. I mean, I liked it. But it's not like Doc changed my life - except for maybe he taught me when to keep my mouth shut and take what's coming.
I don't know. Is this all life-changing? Tomorrow is Pathfinders, and seeing as Academic Excellence has more applicants than any other category, I won't win anything. Every major event just ends up requiring more planning time and effort than I'd like.
Graduation's soon. I loved high school except for second semesters of sophomore and senior years. But even so, I need to get out of here. I want to take you, my favorite people, and run away to an island with no cell phones or Internet.
I don't know. I turned in my speech to Cooperman, waded through the physics AP exam, had a semi-productive cruise meeting, went to the gym. It's like nothing is even going on. When I got to school at 11 today for our lunch party and then the test, everyone else was in regular class, and it was so odd.
Dr. Sharon retired. Mixed feelings, don't want to talk about it; the rest of the chorus is busy pretending he died (wearing black, having "retirement wakes", saying their life is over, things will never be the same). Obviously senior year of chorus ended up being hell because of a few people but it was a good experience overall. I mean, I liked it. But it's not like Doc changed my life - except for maybe he taught me when to keep my mouth shut and take what's coming.
I don't know. Is this all life-changing? Tomorrow is Pathfinders, and seeing as Academic Excellence has more applicants than any other category, I won't win anything. Every major event just ends up requiring more planning time and effort than I'd like.
Graduation's soon. I loved high school except for second semesters of sophomore and senior years. But even so, I need to get out of here. I want to take you, my favorite people, and run away to an island with no cell phones or Internet.