Mar 11, 2005 16:56
It's here. So is my freedom. It's a good day.
Me and Phillip were so buck in history today (for those who don't know, buck means to be in a hyped state, almost like krunk, except more on the fighting/excited side). I don't know what it is. I guess it's spring break. But after football, it went away. All i know is that I was ready to throw a desk out the window in Mrs. Burgin's room.
I want to relax and not worry about anything. I think I'd be a great retired person. I'd take up skeet shooting as a hobby. Everyday in the summer I'd sit on a lawn chair on my porch, drink some scotch, and smoke a cigar. In the fall, I'd hunt. In the winter I'd probably chop wood for my fire and then sit by it. In the spring I'd shoot squirrels out of my trees. It would be the life for me. A retired Lieutenant of the Air Force? I'll have it made.
Give me a call. It's spring break, and my chance of boredom per day is at 80%.