The weird thing about tonight was I got the same award my Mom did when she was a high school senior.  The John Philips Sousa award.  Though I’m sure Mom didn’t get it for her excitement for playing pieces and quietly going yay.

Yeah.  Screw you too.

At the beginning of this school year I was like “Yeah!  I get to see my friends again, because they pass me through the halls.”  Now after the school year almost being over, I’m thinking I’ll hardly see them because of the summer before and now I’m going off to college in the fall.  I don’t know what I’ll do with myself during the summer but all I can do now is hang out with the friends I have now.  Though after hearing “I don’t want to see you” got me to thinking this and I feel like a douchebaggy friend.  I mean who wants to hang out with someone who get’s someone to say that to them?  I wouldn’t want to hang out with someone like that.  Ugh.  This is going to be a long summer.  I don’t want to graduate anymore.  I wish the school would take me another year or something, then at least I’d see some of my friends.

I would want to hang around you more if you listened to me and took what I said into consideration.