One school day left.
Last day of Mentorship; last day of Mrs. Brown, last day of Calculus (yay!).

Everything's ending.

47 days until graduation.

I have my entire high school LIFE recorded on this thing, and it's almost over.

Last semester of high school.
Ever.

It hasn't quite hit me yet, and I don't know when it will.
You know, the fact that we're LEAVING in seven months.

I don't know what to think about it.

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First B day with my new schedule =]
Early release!
I'm excited.

I abolutely HATE him for making Connor do that.

He could have been killed.
I HATE tonight.
I HATE that he's in so much pain.
I HATE that he is so afraid of everything.

Why did he call me first?