we're back

i was going to write about anticipation and about how great it felt after such a long time waking up and mindlessly letting things push me along, and how maybe endings aren't (and won't be) so bad as long as there are beginnings to go along with them, but then the smallest little thing ballooned quite literally into the most stupid, annoying mess i couldn't have expected, and i basically turned into a waste of breath for three days--yeah, not much anticipation there. and then, barring aching armpits and sore arms and an over-worked left foot, i had it pretty easy with, if not the easiest, then certainly the lightest schedule i've had since forever. a nice transition into a nice senior year, yeah, that's what i thought too, but from the looks of things my schedule will remain messed up, though it will be shuffled quite aggravatingly a few times during lengthy meetings with counselors as well as assistant principals, and even parents, if my guess is right.

well, i can't say it hasn't been interesting, and things are looking up for my right foot. at least, i don't believe i've ever truly appreciated the bony ugliness of my feet until now.

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