And the school year needs to fucking end, now.

So the end of April is near, and all I can really say to that is good riddance! Aside from the fact that it is my 1 month anniversary with Ella on the 28th of this month, (that may not be long to you, but in Vince time, that's a big accomplishment) I am not looking forward to anything else; I just want the school year to end; I want to fucking graduate; I want to be in university already - now when I mention that I want to go to university, it's mostly because there's hope of me getting my own place, so I guess the want is more about moving out. If you think about it, ten months of school if fucking excruciating - granted there are weekends, and PA days, and some random lucky days off - especially at the choir school (I go to St. Michael's Choir School). Going to the choir school basically means that you only have 1 day weekends, at best. Going to the choir school means that every fucking holiday will not be spent relaxing because you are guaranteed to sing at a mass of some sort (take in Holy Week, that was like a week of masses until 9; until 12 if you were unlucky). Going to the choir school means that when all your friends ask you to hang out with them, your reply is a sad, "I can't, I have rehearsal". What I'm getting at is: going to school is like bumb fucked, therefore, going to the choir school is like getting bumb fucked, and receiving HIV/AIDS too. I'm sure I'll miss high school once I'm gone, but I def won't miss this tedious routine (that's an oxymoron isn't it? Fuck who cares).

'Though this post has been quite bitter, there are things I look forward to which keep my spirit strong:

• The fact that school is almost over.
• The fact that after grad, we're tearing down the lockers.
• The fact that we're going to jack all the toilet paper, light that shit on fire, and toss it out the windows.
• The fact that I'm moving out soon!
• And last - but certainly not the least - the fact that I will be spending more time with my girl Ella.

VSV