I have so much more respect for the people in my school.

So, it’s february. Which means it should be freezing, and snowy, and cold, but for the past week it’s been fifty degrees outside, like, everyday, ad it’s lovely. So yesterday, since it’s show week, and we’re all tired and pissed and generally not wanting to do anything, our choir teacher let us have a study hall, and we went outside.

So my friends and I are sitting on the steps, cramming for the lit quiz we have next period, and what do I spy on the wall next to me?

Someone, in big letters, using some mysterious substance, has written “Killjoys, Make Some Noise”, with various other people in various other manners, writing, “Fuckyes” around it.

I was so proud.

I wanted to write something, too, but my choir teacher was watching us with his little judgey eyes, and I was like, “soon, wall, soon.”