...not all it's cracked up to be...

Eighth grade is really quite boaring. Sure, you get to call people Sevies, and you know your teachers better, but it's not all it's cracked up to be. I'm at the end of the line for passing easily. Everyone claims that Hight School is SOOOOO MUCH HARDER!!! but those predictions haven't really proven themselves in prior years, so I'm not going to worry too hard. Life will go on one way or another. I'm happy now, that's what matters. As long as my life is working out, as long as I work hard and reap the results, as long as I'm alive and breathing I'm content with my lot. Those are my thoughts of the last three minutes, so there.