I'm here to vent. whine. rant. argue. disagree. complain. wail. whimper. sob. just be bitter. But I'm not all that bad really.. I'm also here to create. envision. compliment. like. explain. retell. empathize. meet. imagine. and just be what I intend to be.I was really sad seeing the seniors leave and becoming a sophomore. Sad in the sense that I don’t want it to end or change. But now.. I find myself not caring. This year was whatever and I don’t feel the same attachment to the seniors. I love the seniors don’t get me wrong I’ll miss them but I’m not going to cry over nothing. They’re starting there there lives and I’m watching them go. I’ll meet new people and lose others. Life goes on.
Teacher: Schools almost over
Teacher: and this is crazy
Teacher: but here's three projects
Teacher: due by friday
