Realize

Short proloudge

Last day of high school, last day of hell.

This is the day we are let out of the fishbowl of schools, and into the real world.

And even though I get out of schooling today and move to a whole different education, I still don't understand, how do girls have leg hair, like where does it come from and why does it keep coming back, like okay.

BABY DONT COME BACK, I WILL BLAME IT ALL ON YOU.

This school year felt like any other, in the beginning, but now, it's like free and fun and it's not like a whole summer vacation it feels like you have a whole year until fall classes.

I'm attending Becket college in Massachusetts, and it's kinda sad I HAVE to be a Freshman all over again.

Insert a dramatic sigh for 4 years here.

I hate schooling, I wish it didn't include all these work and papers and things that are extra.

Like, GET. OUT.

Thanks.

I hope college is easy, not education wise but the extra wise, because I'm done with the love life.

Done.

Ever since my three best friends moved away, to start a band with the guy grades older than us, it's hard.

They have grown so big, I wish they were here to graduate with me.

especially Michael.

I can't beleive he's dying his hair.

It's gonna fall off this is why his mother didn't want him to do it.

But that's not the only reason.

All these girls in school, the freshman class especially, know who I am. Stupid word getting around.

When the boys left, I was stuck alone with nothing but my cheerleading team, not school if you may ask its all star.

I wish my life was the same