My funeral is this Thursday.


I have come upon a vision.

Or a prophecy, if you will.

Doomsday for all students of my district will be this Thursday, August 12th.

We will be killed through a rampage of teachers, notebooks, teachers, pens, pencils, etc.

It’s quite terrifying, really.

I had a school check in day, and I almost sobbed. Textbooks, classes, binders, etc. I know I shouldn’t hate school, but…..

DUDE. DON’T TELL ME TO LIKE SCHOOL. I BET YOU HATED SCHOOL AS A LITTLE KID. I’M A LITTLE KID, DUDE.

Agh.

Argheigi.

You hear that? It’s me slowly dying.

Sob.

Sob.

Sob.

So, this post is one of despair.

Because I virtually spent the summer doing nothing.

And now I’ll be going back to school.

And doing PE. And schoolwork. And math.

Oh, forget it. School, in the definition of Wiki, is basically this: A school is an institution designed for the teaching of students (or “pupils”) under the supervision of teachers.

Ha. Ha. Ha.

I actually used to like school. As a kid.

When I didn’t have to study.

And getting a 90% was a shocking incident for me.

I was a little stupid.

BUT. I will be optimistic. Yes yes yes. School is GOOD! It helps me LEARN! And not get a job at McDonald’s! Yeah!

Yeah…

Um, I’m just gonna go collapse into a heap of sobs, cause this clearly isn’t working out.

I’ll let you know if I survive.

~nemphy

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