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ok my knees hurt. Usually/lately I've had too much else to complain/worry/bitch about other than knee pain. It's sad when a GOOD day is when all I have to deal with is the crinkle cracking of my knees.... "No Recess!" ahhh such a great song, great beautiful simple complexity.... You get the double meaning of recess, right? "Wouldnt you believe it, it's just my luck... you're in high school again... no recess..." as in, the agony of when you realize there's no more play time, no more afternoon recess... do you remember that year... you're lining up against the cafeteria wall watching the third graders run out the door to the playground while all you have to look forward to is silent reading time with Charlotte's Web, and long division afterwards... and it's just not fair, having no recess... then all of a sudden your life flases ahead 20 years but you're still surrounded by asshiles, just like back in high school again with them shoving and kicking and tripping you, smacking your books from under your arm and they just wont leave you alone (No Recess!) with the name calling and the word FAGGOT is written on your locker almost a hundred times (No Recess!!) and then later on, after high school, when you have to deal with getting a job, getting a girl, getting laid and all that other bullshit they tell you you need but it's all just one huge disappointment after another, (No Recess!!!) just like that day they took away recess, and every day after it has been mounting the failure your whole life has become AND IT JUST STARTS OVER EVERY! FUCKING! MORNING! (NO RECESS!!!)

Always remember to quit while you're ahead.

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