Waiting for the End.

The days are beginning to blend together. I don't even remember what I am doing with myself nowadays. Homework is all the same, projects are still uninteresting - and who has ever heard of a major semester project in an AP class? In the sum of the, now five, AP classes I have had/am taking, I don't believe that I have ever had a major semester project. Having one, majorly sucks. It's additional work on top of a class that is too difficult to have any extra work in. Oh these days, I cannot wait 'till they are over.
Some get upset when they think about graduating, moving out, and such. But I do not; I embrace my seniority status. I am ready to leave, to work, to move out, to be done with assignments and grades and all of the above! I'm ready to be my own. I'm ready to be done with high school. I am ready to be done with AP tests. I think that's all it is, I am ready to be done with major testing.
My thoughts are no longer organized. I write randomly, I write the words and sentences that pop into my head. It is no longer clear, I know what what I need to do, what needs to be done when. It is all just a blurr, as I am sure is depicted through this current writing. --- I have never been thankful for Thanksgiving, other than for the food, now I will appreciate it as a time in which homework does not exist, and relaxation is plentiful. The holiday could not come sooner.