Time for an entry.
I haven't written anything substantial in a while.
Let's see...
For one thing, high school's almost over for good. It seems like such a joke being still there sitting in class. Good riddance.
There are lots of things I'm going to miss about high school, but none of them were things that actually had to do with school, if that makes any sense. Everything worthwhile that's happened throughout my high school career has had to do with my friends. Which is awesome, we definitely got a lot out of four years.
I dunno, I'm just trying to get all the last-minute stuff done so I can be done with Monroe-Woodbury forever. At least the actual school part. The friends aren't going anywhere.
I'm going to Italy for a week this August. I wonder if I'll actually be able to use any of that stuff I learned in Iucci's Italian class.
Eh.
Um.
What else?
Uh... got a letter from RIT today. They're gonna send me my dorm assignment and my new roommate's name and number and all that stuff in July. I really hope I don't end up rooming with someone I hate. I'm excited about going, anyway, shitty roommate or not.
And I'm gonna be 18 this summer.
Thank god.
Let's see...
For one thing, high school's almost over for good. It seems like such a joke being still there sitting in class. Good riddance.
There are lots of things I'm going to miss about high school, but none of them were things that actually had to do with school, if that makes any sense. Everything worthwhile that's happened throughout my high school career has had to do with my friends. Which is awesome, we definitely got a lot out of four years.
I dunno, I'm just trying to get all the last-minute stuff done so I can be done with Monroe-Woodbury forever. At least the actual school part. The friends aren't going anywhere.
I'm going to Italy for a week this August. I wonder if I'll actually be able to use any of that stuff I learned in Iucci's Italian class.
Eh.
Um.
What else?
Uh... got a letter from RIT today. They're gonna send me my dorm assignment and my new roommate's name and number and all that stuff in July. I really hope I don't end up rooming with someone I hate. I'm excited about going, anyway, shitty roommate or not.
And I'm gonna be 18 this summer.
Thank god.