Death to the Little Hills, and to all reside there.

I have quit my second job 6 shifts in. I am so totally thankful for every thing it gave me though. Like my new found love and appreciation of Starbucks, I really am a barista, it is where I belong. Also, every stereotype about the people that live in St. Chuck, totally true. 

My anthropology teacher has decided to be a total bitchtard, and not give me any answers as to what my last paper is ACTUALLY supposed to be about, so today I will pull of the most miraculous bs paper of my life. Along with playing Where's Waldo with my text book to try and find non existent definitions. After that all I have left to work at one of the best stores in the district. I think I can handle that! =D

Summer is here now I guess, kind of crazy how fast it went, this year of mine... I really will miss it. I just want to leave here and disappear into a new life. I pray not everyone is how they seem... This summer will drag on. And on. There will be drama, I don't want it, I don't want to know about any of it, please stay away. I just want to get into my new room lock the door, throw away the key, climb out the window, so I can really start living life. But this summer is two months of sitting tight, playing pretend and make believe, when the games I realy like to play are... Red Rover, and Touch Football... 

I just need a sign that this summer will be worth waiting for. I waited 9 months for it, and now I just want it to go away...