Baggy sweat pants

You began smoking because you had no money,

But now you have no money because you smoke.
I wish you could notice.

So I started school today. It was..Well. I'm not sure how to explain it. It was neither good or bad. I feel very lame for writing about the first day of school because every breathing being in the world is writing/talking about it, so I probably won't spend much time on this topic. I do have high hopes for this year though, I think it's going to be a good one. Although I can already tell that a big majority of my classes are going to be hard as heck.

My birthday is friday, I will be 17. I'm actually Kinda excited about it.

I really would like to go to a play for my birthday, but everyone thinks they are lame. Besides, theres a football game on my birthday that I've got to attend (Yay sports?)

I'm considering doing one of those "thirty day challenge" things on my blog. Except that means I've got to post everyday for thirty days, and I'm not sure that I'm up for that.

I've had this odd urge to scream out "APPLE BOTTOM JEANS, BOOOTS WITH THA FUR. THA WHOLE CLUB WAS LOOKIN AT HUR"

All day.

Not that I like that song or anything, I just got the urge.

It's kinda like when I walk into an antique store and I imagine knocking over every single glass from the shelf and watching them break, but knowing that I'd never actually do it.

I think that sentence was too long to make sense. So in case it was, sorry. You have full permission to punch me in the face.

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