School

I like friends.

I like hanging out with friends.

I like school...to a point.

But once that new year luster wears off school is just school.

And school sucks.

But somehow I found a way to be excited for school. I'm not sure why. Maybe I just want to be a sophomore? Maybe I can't wait to see my classes? Maybe I just want to actually get out and do stuff? Maybe it's all of them?

Also, you're not the next grade yet, you haven't taken a class in that grade. Leaving one grade doesn't make you the next one, especially turning into a freshman. If you've only been in the high school once, you're not a freshman. So I'm not a sophomore, you're not a freshman, and you, yeah you, you're not a junior.

Let's not end on a negative. I haven't read much of the books I'm supposed to have read, I may finish Huck Finn, then wing it for Red Badge of Courage. That or I'll hope we're not tested on it until second quarter, like we were last year, which will give me time to finish.

That's not very positive either. This also isn't a very deep blog entry. I'm just going to give up now.