School.

It's official.

I hate school.

I hate the PEOPLE.

I hate the majority of the administration.

I hate being forced to be happy.

I hate the drama.

I hate the cliques.

I hate the image I created the past 2 years.

I hate the new rules.

I hate the crowded hallways.

I hate the dances.

I hate the student government.

I hate the commute.

I hate the conversations.

I hate the perversion.

And lastly,

I hate the memories.

But.

On the bright side....

I like school.

I like the few friends I've created.

I like a few of the teachers.

I like having bubbly people around me.

I like the freedom of college.

I like the excitement of some dances.

I like a few of the conversations.

I like seminary.

I like the time it uses.

I like the excuse of homework.

I like the books.

I like the computers.

And lastly,

I like a few of the memories.

Lots of good memories. Lots of bad ones.

LOTS of bad ones...

But alas:

It really is true.

Once I graduate, I'm gonna miss a lot of the people...

I'm gonna miss my friends.

The memories.

The smell.

The familiarity...

Oh dang....

I don't know if I should be happy or sad for school to start.

Freak.

I JUST WANT TO GRADUATE ALREADY.