Sitting in the Back

Here I am.
In the back of the class.
Minding my own business.
Laughing every now and then to make sure I'm there.
This school year seems easier. A whole lot easier actually. I hardly ever have homework, but i shouldn't say anything just yet. It's still the beginning of the year. Spare time. I seem to have a lot of that. Since my house is being renovated, I've been living at Jackie Isaac's house for the past month or two. I never knew how much I could like it there. It feels more like home than home ever did. Is that bad? Is that wrong? Who knows? It might actually be for the better. Or is it?
How should I know. I'm just a senior in high school, and currently jamming out to heavy metal. I have classes that don't give me much homework, so I'm usually off doing whatever. I'm either working on the little homework I do get, or rotting my brain with Hoverspot.
This school year feels like it is harder, but easier. I'm not sure how, but I feel like I don't have to be here. Every week I get this feeling like I don't care about school, college, or even books. Jeez, a lot could happen in a year. I remember how I used to love school so much and couldn't stand to miss even a day. I was such a nerd. I guess having all this free time is making me think about what I could of finished last year, if I worked.