The Bus Ride Home (Part Three)

Guess what? I'm on the bus!
Well, that was really obvious,
But whatever, I don't care,
Because school will be out of my hair
In just a little while.
Maybe a few miles...
Eh, whatever, it doesn't matter.
What DOES matter
Is that SPRING BREAK starts in
Only a few measly minutes!
A WHOLE WEEK with no school!
Isn't that just positively cool?
I can't WAIT to be out of this place,
And then to home I will race.
Yes, this bus is finally moving!
Dude, man, that's so groovy!
Nobody really says groovy anymore,
But I couldn't think of a good rhyming word.
So give me a break, okay?
It's not like you've never made a mistake.
And I'm just so friggen excited,
And I'm trying to hide it
So I won't look like an idiot on this bus.
I look like an idiot most of the time, though, so I don't know why I fuss
About stuff like that.
It's about as stupid as saying I'm fat,
When we all know I'm skinnier than a stick,
Even though I eat enough to make people sick.
Blame the fast metabolism, okay?
But I don't want to talk about my body shape,
So let's move on, shall we?
It's very wet outside, I see;
That's probably because it was raining.
But hey, I'm not complaining,
As long as it doesn't mess up my hair.
It sounds stupid to care,
But if it gets wet, it'll poof up and curl a lot,
And that is NOT what I want.
That's why I straighten my hair, duh!
Do you understand my dilemma?
Well, I have to go