Can we not?

I hate to say that we're almost done with this place and at the same time I can't wait to leave. I feel like even through all our differences we've sort of become a family. However, I can't wait to go off to college. My senior year, I think the first thing I want to do is get my letter from my past self from Mr. Lentz and laugh at how lame I was, and probably still am. I want to continue to annoy Mr. Behler until the day I walk across the stage on graduation day, and although I have no set goal for this, I will do it. Don't doubt me. I'm almost certain he doesn't. Successes? I actually pushed past my pride to rekindle some friendships I was certain I had lost forever. Failures? I continue to suck at the Hunger Games: Timed Writing Edition. Lessons learned? Never doesn't actually mean never. I also came to find I have self-diagnosed number dyslexia. Feel free to shake your head at me.