School's coming. Summer's almost over. Ew. I strongly dislike school. Nevermind that, I hate school with a passion. I hate my grade. All my friends are in a higher grade than me. How sad is that. So. I'm going to school, with no friends in my grade, I've gotta prepare myself for a long time of lonliness. Yay. I'm so excited I could die. The teachers can't teach for shit. Seriously. I'm better off learning from a textbook all year than listening to the teachers yabbering about shit. There was this one teacher, that actually knew how to teach, he retired. DAMNIT. He was the only competent one. Why did he have to leave?
Gotta enjoy my last week of freedom.
Then hell starts.