School is so boring without you

I never realized how interesting good old LJHS is until I had to go to CMWHS. Without Mary to say hi too what's the piont of stopping by my three inch wide, ugly orange locker (I don't remember the combo anyway)? Lunch is boring without other crazy delusional people to enjoy it with. Most people can't have a decent conversation with themseleves, how lame is that? What's the point walking home from school without Mary? And the bus, fie! All the books are bits of cotton floating on the wind. There aren't many cotton trees I guess that's good, I don't worry about Squirrelmort (Matilda the hun tells that story better than I). In other words I miss the good old loony bin I came from.