Today is my last day in school, and it's kind of sad. If nothing goes wrong, I won't be back next year. I don't think anyone will notice, I'm sure they'll forget me by then. I know that I'm doing the right thing, but I always think it's sad when I do something the last time. I still got my exams, and I'm going to do my best, even though it doesn't matter. I wish I didn't care about those stupid exams, that I could leave now, but I guess it doesn't work that way. I lie to my best friend every time I talk to her. She's always telling me how much she looks forward to this summer, and that she wants us to hang out a lot this year. I tell her that I want that to, but I don't. I'm not going to enjoy this summer, I'll hopefully be dead. I hate myself for being so fake, but I can't tell my family and friends either. :sad: I need to get out of this world now.