aw man, school is startin again and that eatzz tha wad. only consolation is that I be pullin up to the b-sides every day in the halls, all with my bonito. we ain't wearin backpacks this year we decided, we're carryin briefcases, straight up handcuffed to our wrists! mad style, a drop of sweat on the teacher's brow as they silently freak out. touch a creek, freak!