August 24, 2009

How many days before we go back to that prison they call school? It's so few, one can count it on hands. It's a strange feeling, your trying to squeeze in all the things you really should have done a month ago for summer, on top of the depresion you feel for summer ending, you kinda feel good going back to school, knowing you'll see all your friends, as well as that mysterious feeling of weather you'll be in the same class or not or weather you'll get the really funny teacher, or the strickest one around. But to answer my question of "Where did summer go?" : it went down the drain, clockwise or counter-clockwise depending on where you live but it ends just the same; we still have to go back.

-Ping