The Final Year of High School “So it’s going to be one of those days?” I think to myself as I suck on the scratch I just received from the corner of my desk as I leaned down to pick up one of the shoes I’ve been dreading wearing since last week when I realized my holiday was over and had to rush to try buy all my books for the year, my final high school year. Was I sad to leave it all behind? All my friends, no, family, that I’ve come to know over the past five years? To know this was my last year to play school boy rugby, my last year waking up early just so I can get to school early so I can hang out with my bro’s? You bet your ass I was, my mind had been plagued constantly with these thoughts since yesterday morning when the full realization of this fact hit me as I was playing CoD: black ops 2 online against my friends, my brothers, Joe, Roman and Chris. Now don’t think I’m not looking forward to the future, quite the opposite, I’m ecstatic, I’m thrilled, the next three years of my life are completely planned out, I’m moving down to the east coast, Umhlangha specifically, I just got my car for my 18th a couple days ago, a Porsche Cayenne, and I’m going into a zoology course at the local university. I couldn’t ask for more. Anyway, back to the story, so I stop sucking on the scratch and see its bleeding, and quite heavily, “Way to go Michael, great start to the day” I grumble to myself as I run it under some water in my bathroom basin, it finally stops bleeding so I disinfect it and wrap it in a bandage so it doesn’t go septic knowing my luck. …but everything was about to change
