Hell No, We Won't Go!

School is just around the corner. So that means less time at home, and more time with obnoxious people that I wish would just drop dead. I know that seems kinda harsh, but that's how I feel.

I'll be going into eighth grade. I'm one grade behind -- long story. The whole learning process is so lame. You don't even learn to learn, you just learn what you need to know to pass this long end of the year test. It has a different name in every state in the US. So since I'm in Florida it's called the FCAT. Everyone freaks out when they hear the word FCAT. I think it's so hilarious. It's like something you'd see in a movie. When someone says a certain evil word you hear dramatic music, a women's scream, a lightning strikes, and everyone gasps.

Mood: Crappy

Music: And Down by Boys Noize