Its been a week after SPM

For some bizarre reason I’m not as thrilled as I thought I would be. SPM is dead and gone. And I’m feeling kinda... Normal. Aren’t I supposed to be jumping up and down every waking moment, screeching?

Doubt it.

I miss school really badly. Surprised? Yea, me too.

What about the people in it? Seems like most thirteen-ians are going to Taylor's.

Let’s look at the bright SIDE!

School’s over!

Then why oh why does it feel like its an awful thing?