I’m done.  Completely done with high school.  I don’t have to think about it ever again, I don’t have to worry about it ever again, I can see it as part of my past.  I don’t have to go back ever again.

Well, you know, except for the senior breakfast, and graduation practice, and graduation, and prom (which isn’t held at school but is still associated with it so it shall be included).

I never was a big fan of high school.  I worked my butt off and did really well, but other than that, there wasn’t much about high school that I really cared about.  Shelly can’t wrap her mind around this concept.  She loved high school and can often be found perusing her high school yearbook.

“Aren’t you sad to be leaving?”  she asked me the other day.

“Um…  no.”
“But why?”

“Because high school sucked.  It’s not like I learned anything useful that I can apply to what I want to do in real life.  I can, however, recite the quadratic formula.  In song form, if you so choose.”

“Please don’t sing that song again.”

“Sorry.”

“But there’s nothing that you’re going to miss?”

“Um…”

“What about the people there?  Won’t you miss some people?”

“No.  Anyone I want to see, I’ll keep in touch with.  Which is, like, ten people.  Maybe.”

“Wow.  I loved high school.”

Even as I’m typing this, she asked me from the other room if it feels weird to be out of school.  Which, oh by the way, it does not.  It feels spectacular.

One of the things I really did like about high school though (besides Boyfriend, because I know that if he reads this, he’ll be all, “Oh, what the hell!  That was the only thing you liked about high school?  What about me?”):

THAT’S MY BABY!!!!!

The lit mags, which I spent that better part of this year putting together with two other girls, are finally here!  In all of their literary glory.  It makes me happy just to open it up and stare at it.  Because I built it!!!  Hella yes!  It was totally worth all of the work and stress put into it.

Song of the Day:
“She’s always eating Captain Crunch, she sings a lot of Ben Folds Five.  She’s scared to death of cobra snakes, just like Indiana Jones.” -Motion City Soundtrack, “Antonia”