Summers Over

Everyday I wake up to the sound of the local elementary school bell, cars roaring through Normandie Ave, kids screaming and the garbageman. Although summer is over it's still hot as hell. I leave my house around 8 to continue my education. It's become a tradition to smoke a menthol and ride my bike to school. Irony. Night time riding is dying down. The Bike Angeles week sucked besides C.R.A.N.K.MAS. This weekend was at a standstill too. Nothing to do besides play Fallout 3 and I passed that in less than 24 hours. My horse head has arrived so has a Unicorn head that Big Boss decided to order for Halloween. Yeah, Summer is officially over.