Hi all.

Technically, I'm not back yet. I haven't posted any new art for god knows how long and I don't know when I will. It really all depends. I'm only posting this here because I really got tired of facebook.

Christ, life is depressing. I will be physically leaving you all in less than four months. After those four months are up, who knows when I'll be seeing you all again? I sure as heck don't know. During breaks I just know that my parents will be making me swim, swim, and swim some more. Great.

Anyway, I'll be missing all of you. I will be sure to update something on the internet at least twice a week so you can all know what I'm doing. It's a real shame that I won't be joining you all next year like I said so in all of those yearbook signatures. I was really looking forward to it.

It just hit me within the past two weeks that I'll have to make all new friends and stuff next year. I won't know anyone. There won't be my chair waiting for me at band, or at the lunch table - I'll have to try for those. I won't be seeing the same people that I have been for three years. It'll be all new faces, and I suppose that I'll get used to them in time. I won't know the teachers' names and reputations right away, won't know the place like the back of my hand - I'll have to relearn it all.

Most especially though, I'll miss the people that I took for granted. The people who were just there but I never really acknowledged as close friends. It will be as if something's missing, like a piece of furniture that's always been in your living room and suddenly is replaced by something newer and shinier. Take, for example, the lunch lady cashier for the salad line at Columbia. She retired or something over the Memorial Day weekend and I really never noticed how sweet and nice and efficient she was until I came into contact with the dysfunctional pair of moms working the register. They were just awful. It took me an extra two minutes or so to pay for my lunch because they couldn't find values for the food or work the calculator. That's just an example though. I mean I'll miss the people like Jeff at lessons and Mike Lipere next to my locker and whoever else I'm forgetting to mention. With them, it'll be like an emptiness that I can't name. With my "real" friends I'll at least be able to put a finger on why I'm missing them.

So, if I forget to update anymore after this, goodbye Columbia. I'll miss you. I'll miss your halls and your classrooms and your icky fluorescent lights. I'll miss the friends I made and the enemies I fondly hated and everyone who I came to know and love. Bye. It was great while it lasted.