Hell begins. Tomorrow. At 8:15 A.M... Oh the joy of the thought of being squished through the narrow hallways, seeing my "friends", and of course, learning. Who wouldn't enjoy school!?

I think I'm just being my bitchy self, but I can't help it. I honestly dread seeing people tomorrow. I don't really want to see people I haven't talked to in 2 weeks, and suddenly I'm supposed to believe that they "missed" me over break? Yeah right, they need to keep the bullshit to themselves.

Wish me luck.