Sunnuntaista

"There's something about Sunday night that really makes you wanna kill yourself. 

Especially if you've just been totally made a fool of by the only person you'll ever love 

and you have a Geometry midterm on Monday, which you still haven't studied for 

because you can't because Brian Krakow has your textbook 

and you're too embarrassed to even deal with it. 

And your little sister's completely finished with her homework, 

which is just, like, so simple and mindless a child could do it. 

And that creepy 60 Minutes watch that sounds like your whole life ticking away."

Näyttää pahasti siltä, että olen regressoitunut (onko tuo edes oikea sana?) takaisin teinivuosiini tämän loppuviikon aikana. Tänään on sunnuntai ja toiset ovat kuvanneet tunteen sunnuntain vaikutuksesta teinin mieleen paremmin, joten miksi edes yrittää panna paremmaksi.

Ehkä aikuisempia fiiliksiä ja ajatuksia ensi viikolla...as if!