Actually, I have no desire to ever step foot in my high school again. It's like that Jack Handy quote "why ask me how school was, it's like a drive by shooting, i'm just glad I made it out alive."
I do, however, want to scream at the top of my lungs. I mistakenly thought I graduated from high school 4 YEARS AGO. Oh contrare, I dwell in the dismal, gossip invested, back stabbing, immature world that should be called Macaroni Grill High. Anyone, who rejoices upon high school graduation, has yet to stumble upon the dream crushing realization that high school is merely a preview of life and the drama continues as long as you're a functioning member of society. It is a strong person who can continue into life unscathed and revel in their lack of concern towards other opinions and the immature and selfish games we play to get ahead in life.
I'm not sure how well I'm playing the game, but i suppose Kanye put it best... that, that don't kill me, can only make me stronger.
2 days ago
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You should write a book about Macaroni Grill High. It could be the new Sweet Valley.
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