I'm Sorry to Say

I suspect I should write something.
At the moment I am quite happy,
because I have figured out what Joe is.
He's a rude, immature jerk. To this, I feel bad at saying--
but that is what I see now.

I stayed after church with my little siblings
for some musical pratice thing.
After a little while of being there,
my stomach and chest began to hurt,
and I could hardly breath. I felt like I was burning, or something.
I couldn't even eat, and I was very jittery.
I went outside for a bit,to get some air, and I felt better.

Anyway, Joe, and I guess his girlfriend, or something, were there.
Joe pretty much ignored me, [Yay!].
Later on, when I was outside,
Joe and two other girls were out there too.
Joe said some idiotic, immature, and perverted remarks.
Which is why now I pretty much label him a jerk.
I feel pretty good now, for the fact I know how Joe is,
and don't have to waste time being confused. xP
Oh, and by the way, he smokes. *Cough, cough. Tries to breath.*
It seems a lot of teens around here smoke. Pretty dumb really.

Anyhow-- I am great! =D
I have space in my head, and I'm hungry.

-Beck