Chapter X: The love you make...

Such a wild week it has been. Grade 11 is all over but the report cards. Me? I feel pretty good. Sure, there's that feeling of bored emptiness, but that's usual for early summer.

I had a pretty good time. Despite the rough first semester, 2nd semester was cool, so it did even out. I'll never get over how much I fuckin' hated Entrepreneurship or even Grade 11 Commtech (if you semester 2 people hated Ms. Mendes, you should've seen her when she had no idea what she was doing!) I loved, I lost, and loved again - this time, winning. I had a ball in Grade 11 Drama, as far as Docudrama roles go, Columbine shooter Eric Harris would be tough to beat. Semester 2 for now goes down in history as the best semester I ever had; Ancient Civs (always been a passion of mine,) Drama and Philosophy (mmmmm.... Ms. Wilson.....) plus first period off? Sign me up again!

People ask me what I'm going to do this summer, and I haven't got any answers that are that interesting. I'll try to keep busy, same as usual. It'd be nice to have a job, but it sucks trying to find one. I'll be doing a lot of writing, I've got a new issue of Sewerman to get out by September, as well as a play to polish off. Plus, I'll be spending probably more time than is required with my girl.

So high school is now most of the way done. I'm not looking back, though. See you this summer.

Keep on Rockin'
~S. Williams