Dear High School, You suck. I could definitely live without you. Half the stuff I learn is useless and half the people I meet are unnecessary. I can no longer tolerate the groups of guys who only care about girls and their bodies, or the groups of girls who do nothing but feed into that by caring about nothing but their bodies. If you're too skinny you're not good enough. If you're fat you're not good enough. If there's one simple thing wrong with you you're not good enough. Pressure is key. High school wouldn't be the same without pressure. The pressure from peers, grades, and everything in between. Too much stress over every little things. I have to fit in. I have to look like every other girl. Where would I be without my smile? My oh so very fake smile. It's like this big love hate relationship. The first day of school im so happy to go back, but by the second marking period, i'm ready for my summer vacation. Somedays you make me want to sleep all day, other days I am so excited to come to class.There's something about you I want to get away from but I just can't get enough. So, High school. Can you please just end.