Sunday, December 9, 2012

The life of my backpack

Man this kid probably needs a locker. I can't handle all this stress. But of course he's too lazy to go out and request one or even just find one no one is using and take it. Typical just typical. Much of the same way he treats me. And for everything I do for him. Imagine where he'd be in life without me by his side haulin his stuff everywhere. I've been everywhere with him as a book bag and as a suitcase. We've been through five years together, I mean can't a guy get some better treatment around here. He's broken both my straps at least once broken two of my four zippers and he's never even attempted to fix them. What an ingrate!!

Every school day starts the same putting stuff in taking stuff out and once in a while he'll throw in that dreadfully heavy AP biology book because he's got a test that he didn't study really well for and now he's gonna sit in his first couple hours and review. He's a complete jackass pardon my French. Not to mention when he gets home sometimes he doesn't even bring me in for a couple hours and lets me sit in the garage freezing in the cold. I'm just biding my time until we go back to Florida for spring break and maybe I'll get "lost" by the airplane company. Carrying books for his grandma down in Florida, now a backpack could get used to that!

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