the sun has charred the other side of the world and come back to us
What a horrible waste of time this is. I am trapped in the school library, no work to do, finished with my paper. Now what? There is no photoshop on these computers, so I can't work on the only assignment I have in school this late into my senior year. My last day is June 10th. 11 days remaining if you factor in Memorial Day (pointless days off, if you ask me.) Plus theres Senior Skip Day on thursday and the charming awards assembly on friday. I will not be skipping on thursday, I have more important things to do. Friday will be sitting in the auditorium, watching a poorly produced slide show of the past year, trying to force us to muse over the few months we've spent in this nazi death camp. We aren't allowed outside without a special privilage pass. Once out there, you aren't allowed to leave the courtyard, and cannot play catch or hacky sack. I cannot wait to leave this place, but I will miss my younger friends who still have a year or so to go. I hope they don't forget me, I have more fun with them than I do with people my own age. I have more fun with the younger, more fun with the older. But my own age is horrible. Unfortunately, I will probably always hate my own age. Time is evil and ruins my fun.
5 minutes left.