Done
School's over, it's done and gone. I can't go back, I don't really know if I want to. I feel changed, different, like a whole new person but at the same time, I feel like the exact same as yesterday just more free. It's so wierd being free of it. I'm going to miss the teachers I liked, and some of the kids... but as a whole I am glad to be done with it. As I was walking out of the school towards my truck, I felt like I could breath for the first time in my life.
... And then I went and got laid.
Michael, out.
... And then I went and got laid.
Michael, out.