That I was sad about moving up a grade last year is ridiculous now
I'm so much better than I was before
I've had a girlfriend for 9 months, I've happy cried, I've done everything.
I don't know if I've become more boyish or if I'm growing into a man but I have a month to have fun and figure out
I'm in class next to people cramping their hands on this final
I want to go outside
I want to breathe air
I want to burn leaves brown and crush them
I want to play my instrument as loud as I can for a WHOLE MONTH LONG
Before I'm an 11th grader and I have to do real work, you can catch me soaking up the summer sun on august fourth eating a purple dinosaur with my baby
And maybe having a jam session with a few friends.
Before I get a job of course.
But I guess this is a goodbye to my class.
I'm glad I stayed in A and I'm going to miss a couple of people here
But I can't wait to see who's in my class next.
Until then though, somebody help me find a wave pool, ASAP!!!
