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Journal #1It's the middle of August, the time when school starts rolling around. It was gonna be my senior year, but it didn't bother me as much as it bothered other new seniors. Other seniors were looking forward to college, grad night, and graduation. All I can think about was having to wake up at 7 again, not getting enough sleep, having to hear the alarm every morning, homework, etc. I wasn't excited to go to school, I was more nervous. It would be my first year at Lindsay High, and I didn't have any friends. I was sad that I had to leave my old high school and all of my friends, but I knew I was up for a new experience. ArchivesNo Archives Categories |