Ice Cream In Hell…

My friend KevralynT said it best about our band practicing this Friday. “They must have started selling ice cream in hell.” She’s right, we’ve been like let’s practice all summer but never have. We all were beganing to believe we would never practice. And I the unofficial leader made a choice, we are going to practice. Now the thing is where. I still have to talk to my friend Sarah and find out if we can have it at her house. Things are good though, the band might be practicing. School is almost to it’s first offical break Labor Day thank God. I just don’t see how any of me and my other friends are seniors and everything else.

Being a senior is kind of a good feeling though. All the underclassman move for me and I don’t feel like I’m the one being ran over in the hallway anymore. I just want to know if we look like seniors. Cause I still feel like a freshman and not a senior. It doesn’t seem right that we’re the upperclassmen. Who am I suppose to have a crush on? I mean every single year sense I started high school one of my major crushes has been a senior now all the guys I know are seniors and I mean must of them still act like 3rd graders. So I don’t know. I mean it’s good but it’s weird. I guess that’s my point. It’s all strange and new to me. I’m going to be leaving High School soon and entering the adult world. Strange.