bleh! school.

school starts in a week and a half. i really really dont want to go back... i mean think about it. i'm going back to pointless drama, math homework, packed hallways, boring classes, and douche-baggy boys. (thanks maria! haha.) but seriously the walls of east high school are oozing with teenage angst. i swear to Buddha that they put some kind of gas in the air vents that makes all of the teachers and students grumpy all the time. i'm going to see some people who i was fortunate enough to avoid over the summer. i'm going to have to spend time with them. sophmore year could totally be sucksville. or you know, i could be positive. i'm going back to see people i missed. going back to lunchtime, inside jokes, seeing my friends every day, messing around in class, and though we all hate to admit it, some of those douche-baggy boys are not too bad to look at.

anyway, we all love to hate school. but okay i'll admit it. i've had some pretty good times inside those white-washed walls of east high. lots of bad ones too, don't get me wrong. but a small handful of really good times.

lets face it. last year i wanted to come to east high and be like a new person. the new and improved emma. to all of a sudden be liked by everyone. and i was really dissapointed when it didn't happen.

this year, i know i'm not going to be homecoming royalty or whatever. and i know those hot douche-baggy boys won't all of a sudden all get crushes on me and that i will rise to popularity or something like that. so this year, i'm gonna walk into those east high doors and try to be myself, for once, and i can promise you one thing. this year, i am gonna have a goddamn party being me.

xoxo

ems