NOW IT'S TIME: IT'S TIME TO WRECK THIS PLACE; IT'S TIME TO LAUGH, FUCK SAVING FACE
I haven't been to class since Tuesday, and it's Friday. I think that's kind of funny because my last day of class for the term is like three days before most people's. But I've good excuses, like two papers that have been more important than class itself.
I am excited/scared/sad/etc. about going home. I hope this summer is as good as the last one. Maybe it'll be better? That's definitely possible although not very likely.
So I never write in this thing anymore but that's just because I never really have anything to say. I have to think hard to figure out what's been new in my life because it all just kind of blends together lately. Maybe going home is exactly what I need right now.
So Gillespie invited me to the Grad Night party at FHS. I think this is hilarious, but I told him yes, because I don't want to turn him down, and I have a handful of friends still in high school. And being that everyone I'm friends with that's left in Fernley will be there I might as well. I always feel like a total douche when I go back to that place for social functions though, not because I hated high school or anything (on the contrary) but I just don't want to be that guy that still goes to his high school for things like football games. I would like to think I've moved on to bigger and better things but I was invited by a good friend so it doesn't really matter.
I'm hungry.
I am excited/scared/sad/etc. about going home. I hope this summer is as good as the last one. Maybe it'll be better? That's definitely possible although not very likely.
So I never write in this thing anymore but that's just because I never really have anything to say. I have to think hard to figure out what's been new in my life because it all just kind of blends together lately. Maybe going home is exactly what I need right now.
So Gillespie invited me to the Grad Night party at FHS. I think this is hilarious, but I told him yes, because I don't want to turn him down, and I have a handful of friends still in high school. And being that everyone I'm friends with that's left in Fernley will be there I might as well. I always feel like a total douche when I go back to that place for social functions though, not because I hated high school or anything (on the contrary) but I just don't want to be that guy that still goes to his high school for things like football games. I would like to think I've moved on to bigger and better things but I was invited by a good friend so it doesn't really matter.
I'm hungry.