You're So Last Summer.
I'm sure nobody reads this, absolutely sure, but whatever.
School's over in three days. I don't like him anymore and I'm pretty happy. I'm really jolly actually. Things could of course had been better this year, but that's the way it goes. I'm attending a new school next year, I may come back to West Essex for my senior year, I'm not sure yet.
My life's pretty uneventful actually. I have a list of films I plan on watching once the school year ends, might post it later. I've been reading a lot of Kafka, I wish I could write like him and have such an impact on people.
What's wrong with me?