It was Good Friday, the streets were open and empty
What a beautiful day. I honestly cannot wait one more minute for consistent spring temperatures and short sleeves and tanned shoulders; the winter weather seems appealing to me exclusively during Christmas time, afterwards I only feel like it's weighing me down.
Junior year is halfway done, and I'm not sure how I feel about it. I've exerted probably twice the brain power this past nine weeks than I did all of sophomore year, yet my grades don't exactly reflect that. In countless ways I am and feel much older; still I sometimes find myself longing to regress in maturity and have my first kiss all over and have my first day of high school all over and re-live all the feeling.
Then again, usually not.
Truth is, I've never been a better age than 16.
"Well, I know that you’re in love with him
`cause I saw you dancin’ in the gym
You both kicked off your shoes
Man, I dig those rhythm and blues.
I was a lonely teenage broncin’ buck
With a pink carnation and a pickup truck,
But I knew I was out of luck
The day the music died."
Junior year is halfway done, and I'm not sure how I feel about it. I've exerted probably twice the brain power this past nine weeks than I did all of sophomore year, yet my grades don't exactly reflect that. In countless ways I am and feel much older; still I sometimes find myself longing to regress in maturity and have my first kiss all over and have my first day of high school all over and re-live all the feeling.
Then again, usually not.
Truth is, I've never been a better age than 16.
"Well, I know that you’re in love with him
`cause I saw you dancin’ in the gym
You both kicked off your shoes
Man, I dig those rhythm and blues.
I was a lonely teenage broncin’ buck
With a pink carnation and a pickup truck,
But I knew I was out of luck
The day the music died."