(no subject)
i much prefer writing in my real journal
than my online one.
things are alright.
i can't wait to graduate.
may 22.
party on the 25.
you're invited.
i think it's going to come down
to me skipping class
on the day of my dissection.
if they try to give me a friday school,
i will say "fuck you",
"you promised me..."
counting down the days...
69 days, 7 hours, 42 minutes and counting.
not including spring break and weekends.