Farewell my sweets. I hardly knew ye.

School is tomorrow and here I am wasting away on the last day of the break writing on my blog when I could be at Ross's house playing Risk. I love that game. I was supposed to read a book for English, but I didn't. I'm debating whether or not I'll end up doing that before first period tomorrow. I wager that we'll have a shorter 1st period because they fail at our school. Hopefully, with a shorter 1st period my class won't really have enough time to write their essays on the books we read. Of course, I'm not a very lucky person. A little less than 5 months and I'm out of high school forever. I'll probably end up missing it. I really am excited about school tomorrow. Although it may not be a well known fact, I like school. It's the weirdest thing, really. I just like the environment and being surrounded by people that I know and feel comfortable with, and I just like learning. When I went to OLQP I never really learned anything new for the last 4 or 5 years there. I take that back, I learned that I didn't like square dancing. I got a zero for that lesson. I refused to square dance because I thought it was useless and unnecessary. Mrs. Beach (the PE teacher) told me that if I didn't I'd get a zero, and I didn't care. So I failed... but I digress. Soon I'll be graduating and I'll be gone. It's a little depressing, but I'm still excited. I wonder if I should pull a Travis and try to get people to remember me as in a certain strange way. For his entire senior year he wore as many Hawaiian shirts as he could hoping that when people look back on their days in high school they don't remember his as "Travis Rinn", but as "the guy with the unibrow that always wore Hawaiian shirts". I could be that guy... er... girl, but I think I'll pass.