Che. This is probably written about a lot... ah well. It's me, here... to talk about my depressed-ness D:
*Just to let you know, my age and birthday is a lie >_>; I wasn't planning on using this account at 1st <_<;*

So I'm going back on September 8th. I've bought *most of* the supplies I need, (save the Sharpies and pencil case that I forgot ;_; ) the clothes I need, I've got money for lunch and the bus but I am far from being mentally ready... I've been curled up on my bed, on the computer eating nachos for like the whole summer. I'm pretty sure I completely forgot how to do fractions by now... and I never really payed attention in History/Social Studies anyway. While I could probably get by in French and Science... I am screwed. Epicly.
And apparently, all my teachers are the ones from Hell, designed to make us go crazy. Sounds fun ;_;. That one art teacher... I thought we finally got rid of her! But nooo...

And most of my friends, who have been in my class for 3 years, (one 7 years) are going to a different class... because splitting us up is a great idea. is moving, too. So I won't really get to see her again .

Well, it's life, I guess. Now I'll have to go and learn how to study. In 6 years, I think I've only studied about 45 min, in total. :/ Maybe I'm just getting what I deserve?
Well, whatever. I still have to get over the trauma of that nightmare with the cat-snake... *scarred for life*
Byee~

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