Guess who's back? Well i have about an hour and ten minutes left of math and i cant play slime soccer for THAT long. So since i haven't blogged in so long i thought i'd grace you all with the pleasure of one of my rants. Okay maybe not a pleasure for you but definitely for me. I'm getting really upset reading over my signature book...thing. It's just upsetting. I mean yeah i want it filled up but it's sort of like im running around trying to get my proper goodbyes. I want proof that...hey i knew you. You were there. We were together. This really happened. So that when i'm in sea, i have something to fall back on...to get me through the next four years. But reading them is so sad. Especially the teachers. Oh my god Mr. Grahm. I had no idea teachers had such high expectations for me considering how much i goof off. But so i'm just in one of those moods where i'm realizing what's slipping away. It really is all leaving. So i guess...goodbye. Goodbye 75. Goodbye lunch with the guys. Goodbye dull Monday mornings in Social Studies. Gooddbye odd school activities and assemblies. Goodbye monitoring for Ms. Goldman. Goodbye hanging out in the library during class. Goodbye european handball in gym. Goodbye. It's going to be okay because you can't hold on to anything forever. Eventually everything slips away. I guess eventually is finally here.