I miss 2006.

Will you come back?

It's only the third (or fourth, I have lost count) of school, and we are already so stressed out. Over schoolwork, and even over P.E.! (censored), have you ever seen anyone stressed over P.E.??????

What was the school thinking of? Who the smartass thought of implementing the "silver for NAPFA or die" policy? I mean, it's NAPFA, who cares about NAPFA? FREAKING SHIT.

Then there is the smart idea of making the buying of the fugly fugly fugly fugly P.E. attire compulsory. Thanks a lot, we REALLY love the pretty collar. I only have one word for you: FUGLY. We are not rich people, and the fugly shirt and shorts are not needs, nor are they wants. So why waste the thirteen dollars? Economics class teaches us that we have to make choices because of scarcity. Between the attire and 2 Mcdonald's meal, I choose the latter. I would rather spend the money on gaining weight than to buy that _______ (you know the word) attire.

Okay, this is self pity, I shall try not to blog about such depressing topics again.

But I really miss 2006. People move on, and sadly, even though we woul love to hold on to the past, we must, in the end, move on.