and just like that, snap, it's over. for real this time.
no more shrill e-note bells sounded every 55 minutes, no more b-ralph, no more obnoxious homeroom debates over the $3 price tag of a dress down day (i'm looking at you, kuligowski! republican!)
no more student council meetings, no more academic decathlon meetings, no more pegasus presentations (type I, II, or III!)
no more lunches in the caf that made me laugh til i cried, no more carefully navigating the dips in the marble foyer stairs by the chapel entrance, no more morning announcements with the painful (think: fingernails on a chalkboard ) accent of mrs. murphy
no more admiring mr. russel from a distance, no more pep band games, no more parking in the A lot
no more pointless gym classes, no more skipping pointless gym classes, no more arriving late to avoid gym classes
no more pink slips in homeroom, no more buttoning my second button, no more shoe store in my locker
no more arriving late to physics just to piss off kaiser, no more high fives from heroux, no more daily 'sabiduria' ("wisdom") from castro
no more tj molesting shan by patty's locker in the morning, no more "pray for us"-es and "forever"-s, no more pre-renaissance pep talks from lemoi ("and remember... jesus died on the cross... so that we could win the renaissance games")
no more walking into the locker room and hearing a rabid animal jump against the metal doors, no more walking into the band room and seeing will perched on his bass amp with his hair just about covering his eyes, no more walking into english and waiting for stephen to arrive, late as always!
no more madeleine in the morning, no more ex-dracula (aka: josh), no more obi hugs ("i superrrr lovvvvve youuuu!")
dude.
i'm done with high school?