Senior Year Essay

 Senior year has so far been pretty mid. That's about as well as I can articulate the experience without veering into ambiguous territory. My expectations were pretty amorphous and I had no affectations of being a model student or making any new friends. I just wanted, and continue to want, not much else outside of graduating and dipping to some place far away and not adulterated by the same simps who I'm currently forced to share a suburb with. I so far have developed nothing but outright animosity towards the school board largely concerning this cellphone fiasco, and I consider any aggrandizing of them or their actions to be bootlicking. Besides all that, though, everything's copacetic.

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