Apocalypse of Education

As the end nears...
I don't shed a tear.
Hardly any regrets.
Hardly any sad feeling.
Very few tears are shed.
And I can hear screaming.
But then again...It's probably because the end that I mentioned earlier is actually the end of school. Haha! I actually got you thinkin' about something else, there, didn't I? Ha! The power of words.
So, as you all SHOULD know, the end of school is almost here! I'm so excited! Oops....I apologize for my incorrect grammar. What I meant to say is WE SO EXCITED! Yeah! So, there's this game called Portal 2. Yeah. Play it. You won't be able to stop. Play it. NOW! Are you playing it? If you just read that sentence, then the answer is no. SO PLAY IT! NOW! (Yeah, it's the best. Really.) You see those two robots on the left side there? That's P-Body and Atlas. Those are two robots from Portal 2, and not to mention the coolest robots to EVER exist. True fact. Look it up.
The WHOLE Rocket Summer discography is MINE! Yes, that is correct. I know have ALL of his albums. YES! *make victorious gesture* Hoorah! Everyone give a cheer! Did you just give a cheer? Wait, you didn't? WHAT IN THE WORLD IS WRONG WITH YOU? Okay, okay, calm down. In fact, nothing is probably wrong with you. So...just....calm.....down. Geez. What a very strange and great mood I'm in today.
Alright, so I have to confess that I hate hate hate HATE steal the flag. You know what happens in the steal flag? You compete and stare down your friends and become enemies. Every time some one gets past you, you just beat yourself up. Every time you get tagged and put in jail, you just beat yourself up. Every time the opposing team wins, you just beat yourself up. Yeah. World's dumbest sport. We had to play it in Science, and Mr. Moon forced us to play it. Yeah. Not cool, bro. Not cool. In summary, I hate steal the flag, just if you didn't quite understand what I was trying to communicate. :)
YEAH! THE SUN IS HERE! It's SO hot outside, and it feels rather great. I was expecting it to be a bit cooler, so I wore this cool looking shirt that has super short sleeves, so that's where I wear this perfectly matching jacket to go with it, (So my white arms won't be revealed) and it's black. So, here I come to school, with jeans and a jacket. Yeah, it was freaking hot. So I couldn't take off the jacket, because my shirt's sleeves are WAY too short, and my arms are WAY too white, so taking off my jacket was not a possibility. I'm sorry, it's not. But that's okay. My day was good anyways.
Alright, you're probably sick of me talking by now, so I'll shut up.
Shutting up!