summer

so it's finally over. 9 months. all behind us. 9 months of work. of math. of science. of kadel. of literature. 9 months of no sleep. bad food. drama. and love. all behind us. these 9 months mark a beginning for 18 more. the next three months will be somewhat depressing to me. i will miss the all day everyday theme of IMSA. you work all day everyday. you see the same people all day everyday. drama goes on all day everyday. honestly, this was a dissapointing year. especially the end. next year, i vow not to care. to go back 9 months ago, and have the mindset i had back them. screw crowds, groups, and stereotypes. it's all gonna be different next year. maybe it'll have the happy ending i hope for.

hope everyone did well on finals. have a great summer, and good luck next year. it's junior year, and we're all gonna need it. i'll miss you all over summer. get fat. =]