so. school has been over one day. officially.

and i'm already on lockdown. woot.

i rolled up to school at 2:15ish for nationals practice... and everyone leaving at the release of the bell already looked so young.

..this doesn't make any sense as i've been going to school with these people all year...
just goes to show the self-involvedness of seniors. the utter detachment from the lower classes achieved in the haze of seniordom. underclassmen friends are "exceptions" and honorary seniors and anything else allowing them to pierce the fog in disguise.

i'm so through with high school. i keep waiting for the sadness to sink in, the longing for a more fun time, the despair of losing what they call the greatest years of my life... and... so far...
nothing.

i am perfectly content that some of my friends are still in high school while i am not. sure i want to see all my friends, in school and out, but i feel no real desire to physically go there, to visit the confines of the building that housed me for the past four years of my life, to venture through the halls for any reason but maybe to utilize price's editing software for my tape. otherwise... patuxent high school is a thing of the past. of my past. a good thing, a bad thing, an experience worth paying homage to, perhaps. but something that is over and done with forever.

and i'm glad for her to stay that way.

ink :: graphite