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Glad To Be Home

Just went upstate for my senior trip It felt so good like a drug your not supposed to do All your friends and enemies trapped in the same place It's bound to go down like young Joc always says The first day was cool we left from our school Took a 3 hour bus ride bonding Keeping our tempers down Laughing at plenty of wack jokes Cause we was tryna form a family outta the whole senior class Mix up groups that never work Add some sluts with the virgins and smuts with the populars The whole bus ride I had a bad feeling inside Like something was gonna go wrong But I tried to ignore it We arrived and felt a high like no other A big hotel with Chandielers hanging from the ceiling Now if this isn't first class than I don't know what is We got waited on hand and foot The first day was simply about being together We had pillow fights and stayed up all night The next day it was Saturday The high was reaching it peak You know what happens next The good feeling never lasts cause the sluts have to be sluts and the smuts have to be smuts So what that leaves is a room full of virgins and Populars discussing The bonding has officially ended Highschool upstate really isn't much different Except it makes me miss home even more This was my senior trip experience

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