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Which is better?

Oh yess, I am still wide awake. And it's now like past 1 in the morning. Sleeping in the afternoon didn't do me all good. Now, I can't sleep anymore. *Arghh.

So yeahh, just listening to the radio. Got nothing else to do. And I'm starving. Crackers are not enough for me. Huhu. I wanna eat something. Damn. Why are there no foods in this house? So whatever. This starvation thing is killing me.

What else?
Oh yeahh, I don't wanna go to school. I just wanna be here at home all day and all night. School sucks. I just got sick of it already. Whatever college. Can somebody take me back to high school? For one thing, I am tired of the long commute. Imagine, I have to wake up so damn early just because the ride from our house to my school is 1 hour. Unlike when I was in high school, my school was right across the street. It would be like a less than 5 minute walk. Second, I hate the schedule. Third, I dislike the people, not all, but most. Yeahh, whatever.

Have you noticed that I've been comparing my high school days to my college days a lot lately? It's hard not to compare. I miss high school. People there are so predictable, but in a good way. At least you're aware before hand whatever it is they're gonna do or how they're gonna react to a specific thing. But in college, people are the exact opposite of that. They just surprise you constantly. And they change in just a snap of a finger. Who you at first thought was such a good person, actually turns out to be someone you'd hate the most. People totally act differently at first. I mean, why can't these guys just be who they are from the very start? What's with the pretending and all that crap? Just makes me so irritated. And yeahh, one more thing that I love about high school is that, you already know each other--inside and out. So the thing is, they've accepted you for who you are already. If they don't, at least you know that they don't. They won't pretend to like you or act like you two are cool and all that. In college, the problem is, you've just met. These people have no idea yet who you truly are. And yeahh, most of them actually pretend to be your friend. So beware of those seriously irritating people.

Now tell me, which is better?
High school or college? Which would you prefer?
Let's all go back to the way we were before. *Aww.
-becluhh♪

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