R-R-R-R-Rocko

Sometimes I feel like my life relates so well to Rocko's. Crazy. Out of Control. Weird. Froggy Neighbors.
All the good stuff.
But my neighbor is actually pretty cool. I guess he's a DJ and he has a tight car. He always waves to me and sometimes we simultaneously clean our cars out while he blares hip hop from his speakers and into the surrounding neighborhood.
Spring Break is constantly on my brain. I'm very contemplative about it though. There are so many factors being put in though. Guess I'll have a few answers once I talk to Ali.
I've also been thinking about how much I smoke. It's weird to me how one crazy stressful weekend made me smoke so much more. I'm trying to cut back though. Well everytime I smoke one I remember that I wanted to cut back.
I have no motivation today. Good thing it is a Friday then. Even though this weekend is going to suck. I have to babysit devil children tonight. Then tommorow I'm going to have a good time home alone because my friends couldn't wait one week for me to turn 18 to make plans that require an age limit.
Alright. I'm sick of typing.