FREEDOM!

I have now finished Year 10.


At the start of the year I had a blast. Thought it would go on forever. And then, a few months ago, it went all to hell.

But now it's getting better again. I know who my true friends are, and I know who to avoid at all costs.

I have a better idea of what I want to do with myself, and of my long-term goals in life. I know where I want to go, who I want to meet.

But most importantly, I know that I only have one more year to go before I'm out of the shithole that is High School. Before I'm free of the social martyrdom of being a true individual, before I'm out of the ridiculously stereotypical "macho" actions of those around me, before I'm free to do what I want because I want to.

I've only a year to go before I choose my future, a future free of all the shit I've had to put up with for the last six years and free of all the little shits that made it that way. A future where I can just leave if I don't like someone, where I don't have to take it.

A future where it's all better.

And only one more year before it happens.


Sraen out.