HEY

HAHA OH SHIT, I’M DONE. LOLWUT.
I’M FUCKING DONE AS FUCK, MOTHERFUCKER.

But…I don’t feel like it’s the last day of school at all. I don’t feel like it’s all really over.
I don’t feel fulfilled or satisfied or happy or free or anything… like I thought I would…
Skool took away my ability to be human? Haha…ha.

I can’t believe I never have to go back to those horrible classes ever again.
I can’t believe I’m done with those finals.
I can’t believe I’m leaving my house in 2 days.
I can’t believe I’ll be in Japan in 5 days.

It’s just way too abrupt. I was having a mental breakdown just this morning (2 AM, specifically), and now, just about 12 hours later, I have nothing to truly worry about. But I can’t stop worrying. My head is in a perpetual state of worry, because I constantly don’t understand something, constantly don’t have something done, and constantly don’t have enough time to get it done. I’m always on the verge of failure, I’m always at my limits. It’s been a whole year like that. For it to all just be totally over… nope, can’t believe it yet.