Christmas Break was almost over. I didn't know what to expect.

I find it funny. Every single time there's a vacation, once I come back, I head into this "I Hate School" mode. It's sort of my slump. 

I dread the days until it's time. I dread the days until I have to go back. 

Eh, I shouldn't be so dramatic.

I guess it'd be great to see my friends. Well, some of my friends.

I have serious trust issues. It's like I always suspect someone. But it isn't my fault.

Let's go back in time:

Before I started Freshman year, I had a friend. A friend I've always been close to. We've been tight friends since elementary. But something changed in her and she hated me. I had no idea why. 

Now back to the present:

I guess school won't be a total bummer. I have to do an interview the day after tomorrow's tomorrow. I mean, is it even worth a try?

I guess I sometimes I'm not in it. But I'll get it back.

I hope.