Mood:  down

I don't feel like writing the date. the 27th. Which means there's exactly one month until this school year's over...

God, I'm gonna miss it so much. More than I could ever explain. This year's the best thing that's ever happened to me. I've grown more in a year than I have the last five years. I've made some amazing friends. I don't wanna loose them. But I will. Sure, I'll keep in touch with them, but I doubt I'll keep in touch with everyone I talk to. Or maybe once in a while, but it won't be the same. I'll miss being around them every day. See them cry, see them smile.

24 school days, eksl. weekends. 24 days. It sounds so... I dunno, I mean, 24 days that's how long you wait from the 1 december until christmas eve. And it usually goes soo fast. 24 days with the best people I've ever known.

I know I'll have a lot of them next year when I go here yet another year. And I am so grateful for that. But four of my best friends are going somewhere else. Not here.

I'll now I'll keep in touch with two of them. But I can't imagine talking a lot to the other two after this year, and it kills me.

God, I don't know what to do. I can get SICK of this year, the people, sometimes I just wanna stop at this school. But as Lindsay Lohan so beautiful says it in Mean Girls;

The only thing worse than going back (added: to school) is not going back.

It's true ...