high school is an infection. it invades your brain and makes you the stupidest things in the world. things you wouldn't even normally think to do.

for instance, who normally, at four in the morning would think to go write on the courtyard ground with sidewalk chalk. i mean, of course you'd get caught right? of course they'd call mrs. richards and she'd have to come and be like "hey, you're not going to walk, and then you'd have to sit in her office for like, an hour and a half to hhave her tell you, yeah you can walk, but not only are you not allowed to be at school that day, so you have to come back to take your five minute exam at 12:30, but tomorrow morning, you have to come to school at 7am and help set up for graduation. i mean, any reasonable person knows that's what would happen.

...i imagine. i, as an unreasonable person, have no idea what you people think.

on the other hand, i am in the best mood i have been in for the past three years. hehe. i have a cd burner (that hasn't worked yet) i am done with thirteen years of school (even though it still doesn't seem real and probably won't till they call my name at graduation and i trip on the stairs).

and on the third hand, mark gets to walk! yay for imaginary college days!