The Last of the First It's my last first day of school. I mean, try to be a lil' sensitive for a moment. Think about it. I know it doesn't mean much...but one day I'll think back and remember this. I know most ppl hate high school and never want to go back, but I kinda..like it. I don't wanna be a senior. I don't wanna grow up! You can't make me! I wanna stay immature forever! I was at the store with the boy while he was school shopping and I was saying, "I'm glad I don't have to go school shopping anymore." Because the few school stuff that I do have at home...I can't find...how am I supposed to 'get ready' for school? All I have ish a backpack I got a long time ago from Hot Topic that was on sale. I can't find my notebook. I think I have a couple of pens and pencils. I don't have any 'new school clothes', so I don't know what to wear morrow. Good news tho, I have a bra now...kinda... The problem with 12 year olds and their bras ish they don't have a huge rib cage and no boobs. And if you don't have ribs or boobs, generally you don't have much of shoulders, not that I do...but still. The bra at least helps a lil' bit...I guess. I am cursed. I went to Payless and got some black skater shoes. Size 4 1/2. I got the skater shoes I wanted, but somehow I'm still not satisfied. They feel juss a wee bit small, but I need to like...make my own grooves in the shoes to make 'em good. Of course, Derek wanted to do the buy one get one half price deal. I always use him like that. That's the only way he and I get shoes nowadays. I have to at least find one thing to put in my backpack. Maybe I should juss forget the whole backpack thing altogether. Derek said he wanted me for the first day of school (as in picking me up from home and taking me to school). The most romantical thing I've heard from him this week. "I want you, at least for the first day of school. Then Kirri can have you." Life is Bliss. Another year to be owned. I don't know how I feel about that. Come and gone... The summer has... And yet comes another... Another year.... Soon that one will be over... Then what do you do?