The New Year
Wow. '05 is here and already I am bored with the concept of another year of the same old stuff. What really sucks about all of this is that i think about it, what was this last year about? A lot of fights, a death, a move, a couple of new friends, and well, that's it. In ten years what am i going to remember? Probably things that i wish i could forget, this whole damn issue with Katie, my grandfather's death and everything that my family has had to deal with there after, and other things that are slipping my mind right now. But so far this year hasn't been that bad, not that i've done much. But then, the prospect of returning to school tomorrow is definatly pouring salt into an old wound. I hate school, i don't understand how anyone could really want to go back to that hell. But, because i want to do something with my life, i must play by the rules that i have absolutely no say in, and for what? The materialistic society that i find myself living in. Thinking back on all the previous days of school, how many do i remember? A lot, but the memories are not all kind ones, in fact, i remember the days that all those bastards from KDN and KMS picked on me. I think about the the days I've spend at Marcos, and i think of wanting to kill select students and getting yelled at and bossed around for no reason. But, i see i am rambling, no what i was going to say is; though the New Year has been fun, the thought of going back to school has over shadowed the fun with sorrow. School sucks ass.