1. la rentrée en mai

    new school new school new school new school.

    I have never been the new kid before.

    I don’t know where my locker is.
    I don’t know what a locker is.

    I’ve never been to a real high school before.
    A normal high school.

    I don’t understand the concept of physical education.

    Fish out of water, prep school kid out of prep school. It’s all the same.
    Everyone looks different. I don’t know where anything is. I don’t speak the right language. I don’t know what the fuck I’m doing with myself.

    Oh man, I might as well be in Russia.

    No one notices me or says hello on my first day. Thank God.

    Everywhere I look, I make comparisons.

    This teacher is so much tougher than my old one.
    The cafeteria looks like crap compared to the dining hall.
    The library here is so much noisier than at prep school.
    If I were back at prep school right now, I’d be in history class.
    If I were back at prep school right now, I’d be heading back to my room.
    If I were back at prep school right now, I’d be sitting in my spot in the dining hall.
    If I were back at prep school right now If I were back at prep school right now if I were back at prepschool rightnow if I were backatprep school rightnow ifIwere back atprepschool rightnow if I were backatprepschool now rightif I backwere prep atnowschool right if I backschoolprep were right at nowprep if Iwereschoolbacknow rightatschoolprepbackatschoolback

    back back back back back.



    If I were right, I’d be back at prep school now.

     
  2. I am not here.

    This is not real.

    This is not happening.

    I carried my boxes and bins and bags all down to the car.

    I took a shower.

    I synced my iPod.

    I am eating breakfast.

    I am going to go back.

    I am going back.

    This is not real.

    This is not happening.

    I am not here.