I'm so run down.
I'm tired.
I want to shut down.
I'm tired of school
and people
and me
and expectations
and disappointments
and just everything
I'm eager for the regular school year to commence. I want the regularity and the function and the nonexistant idleness to come back. I want to be around friends. I want gossip. I want school food. I want marching and stress and boring-to-moi sporting events. I want the students' mockery of teachers. I want drama. I want to see PDA in the hallways. I want a locker. I want a locker jam. I want book critcism. I want Laura... lol. I want Spanish class. I want to complain about math. I want to have a crush on some guy in my English class with a ridiculous haircut.
I can't wait.
I miss my carnie.
*yawn*
I'm tired.
I want to shut down.
I'm tired of school
and people
and me
and expectations
and disappointments
and just everything
I'm eager for the regular school year to commence. I want the regularity and the function and the nonexistant idleness to come back. I want to be around friends. I want gossip. I want school food. I want marching and stress and boring-to-moi sporting events. I want the students' mockery of teachers. I want drama. I want to see PDA in the hallways. I want a locker. I want a locker jam. I want book critcism. I want Laura... lol. I want Spanish class. I want to complain about math. I want to have a crush on some guy in my English class with a ridiculous haircut.
I can't wait.
I miss my carnie.
*yawn*