frizzy hair and everythng else that's pathetic

I feel like I'm going to miss out on an opportunity of a lifetime...one that I'll never get it back. Like not moving away for college. Everything's moving ahead, and I'm stuck, unchanged and useless like the snail on my back yard fence. Where's it going? And what the hell is the point in it trying to go anywhere if it moves so damn slow? By the time it gets to where it's going it will be too late. Better put it out of its misery. I chucked it across the street and broke its shell. There. Now it's free.