Honestly, summer is the real drug of the world. I am back in school and I can't remember nothing about my summer. "What'd you do for your summer Jimmy?" the teacher would ask. "Have the biggest hangover ever and tried acid for the first time," and the teacher doesn't care. I guess I don't either, cause I don't know any body named Jimmy, but still. I'm back in school, Zidane is the butt of everyones soccer jokes, I'm falling catchin up on sleep in Language Arts. All is right with the world for now.