Yucky Stuff.

Never mind how much I love going to Hogwarts, going back after a lovely and lengthy break is positively icky. Blech. Yuckfest. Gag me with a spoon. No matter that my fellow sophomores and I have just been thrust into what is commonly known among the student body as the most difficult year, both academic and otherwise. Yay. I am positively bursting with anticipation as to what the next nine months will bring. This must be how sarcastic women feel when they are pregnant. Hmm...

But actually, there are a few bright spots that have emerged from the load of seemingly endless crap I have experienced in the past five days:

A. My Greek-fluent, suspenders-wearing, big-word-using, fast-talking English teacher is just that. So along with notes, I am recording what will soon be known as The Daily Daly Podcast. (note to self: should the opportunity arise, nickname this guy the Daly Prophet)

2. I have to give up Wednesday's eighty minute study hall for an evil class called Computer Essentials. But since it is basically one unconstitutionally long troubleshooting program, it allows me to wander aimlessly with Gerard (my iPad2) and looks up pictures of narwhals and study the art of rainbow hair-streaking. Summer 2012, here I come!

D. MEH. Okay, so maybe there isn't an upside to that one. Never mind.

However, I think the biggest issue that I'm having with the start of school is that in less than three years I will not be attending Hogwarts-I will be off on another great adventure to another mysterious school. I say mysterious because I have absolutely no idea where that would be. I keep telling myself that it's okay that I have no idea what I want to do with my life, but I know that soon there will actually be some sense of urgency. Honestly, who needs college? I'd sooner go back to kindergarten anyway-I've always considered myself with more of a six year-old's personality anyway.

Long live the finger paints.