I don't want to tell you about what I'm doing over Spring Break because even if you did read it, you probably wouldn't care. I don't even care. Quite frankly, I don't plan on doing shit over break. So yeah, we just won't talk about that.
ANYWAYS.
I'm Mikayla. I'll be able to go to bars and register to vote in about a month. Crazy shit. High school's almost over. After high school, I'll be attending the University of Chattanooga. I'm all ready in love with the school and the people there. Yay for me. I cuss like a sailor, think like a boss, and act like a lady. I'm a lover and a sinner. What can I say? I believe in God, not religion. I've come to the realization I use to take a lot of things for granted. And now, I try to appreciate mostly everything. I wish I could hike everyday. And I'm a huge Bonnaroo enthusiast.
YAAAAAAY IM SO EXCITING.
But seriously, I hate this town. And occasionally the people. But mostly the town.
Now that I've done the whole high school thing.. like, shit. I'm so skeet on Tullahoma.
It's just a bunch of raging teenagers with huge egos and even bigger mouths.
Honestly, it's terrifying. These people will say anything and eat you alive.
Lots of crying, occasionally some blood, way too much homework.
You're judged, betrayed, pushed to your limit. It's a lot like survivor..
Except they win money.
We just get some kind of reputation that we don't even get a say in.
Your peers choose that fate for you.
But after that, somehow, you get a fresh start. A new school, new classes, new people.
And I'm so ready to start something new. Ya feel meeee?
Lol, I sound sensitive. Damn it.
I ramble a lot.
But now I'm done.
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