Bleh, bleh, bleh.
I am just ready for school to be over.
I am ready for school to be over,
baseball to be over,
End of school concerts, picnics, celebrations to be over.
I am ready to be lazy,
be on Jamaica time, mon.
I want the big event of the day
to involve a pool and a frozen Margarita machine
and maybe shaving my legs.
And I said maybe,
because the pool is in my backyard.
So maybe I'll go all fuzzy and hairy-like.
The kids won't care.
That's why they get to live here.
So, I wait for the end of school.
Trey's teacher was saying he is getting more restless now
as the end of school comes.
His attention is dwindling.
and I snapped back to attention,
'What? Were you saying something? '
Is any one else like this?
Tell me you are!
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