I hadn't really thought about it, but I'll be finishing high school in a few months. A few short, short months. Well, right now they feel kind of long. I suppose because I have work to do. But pretty soon it may start feeling like I have little time left.
But! My point still stands. I'm in my last trimester of
Today, after Literature class (Hey. HEY. After these three or so months are over, I'll never EVER have to take a Literature class again. Hah! Hahaha! HAHAHA!!!)... anyway, after class, these dudes came by to tell us t hat in two weeks, they're taking the school photo.
Damn! Hadn't had one of those for years, and I won't for many years to come. Eek.
This year, they're making a yearbook, too, which they hadn't done with previous generations. So I can purchase a flimsy thing, resembling an ugly magazine, with photos of all the people I don't know who just happen to be in my grade (no fancy-pants binding here, no siree!).
Which is not to say I'm not totally going to get it, but, you know. Odd. If someone there becomes famous, I can sell their photos to... someone else. With money.
I mean, I know I'm not actually old, or near growing up (right? right??) but it's still kinda creepy.
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