My last day of classes in high school was on Tuesday.
Today was my last day of finals in high school.
Today was the last time I took off my damned uniform.
Tomorrow is my placement exam for college.
6/7/08 is the day I graduate.

To say that I've been impatiently waiting this sweet-sweet departure is a grandiose understatement.
I'm fucking tired, excited but most importantly, anxious.
I've been told, "You'll miss high school. You'll see." And I disagree.

CORRECTION!
I'll miss high school work,
not high school.

There's a lot of shit I've done in h.s. that I know for certain wouldn't fly in college.

I definitely won't miss the faculty and administration, the ridiculously crowded halls or the over-sized classrooms, the assholes - the jocks, the cattiness - the cheerleaders and of course the egotism that permeates overall. They can all go suck a duck.

But I will miss the bus/train rides home with my friend - the only real friend I managed to make here. She's off to Philadelphia in late August. And I'll be here.
We'll see how the distance will work out. We've both had bad experiences with friends and distance.
Surprisingly, she's being more pessimistic about us keeping in touch than I am(although deep down, I know better).

We did have a good "suck-it school!" do-da dance, though.

I was told h.s. would be the best 4 years of my life.
enjoy it.
carpe diem.
and all that crap.
Somebody lied.

My school was literally a prison. It was established over the very same site they decided to build this school(?) And they wonder why everyone's nutty. I can't stand the way h.s. made me feel and think.

And as far as I'm concerned, you never really leave.
The "real world" that is waiting for me on the outside is equally bad/even worse than the 4 years you thought you said gooo'bye to.

People just say that shit because they're scared of growing up.

I'm scared of growing up.
One-way ticket to Neverland, please!