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It's Friday, schools over, hurray! I walk towards the school gates. A small group of girls from another school, wait for some boys. One of them casually smokes a cigarette, she can't be any older than 13 or 14 - she looks it. She smokes a few metres away from a school teacher at the main gates. Kids these days...
I walk towards the train station. Soon there is a group of four boys, holding cigarettes, smoking them, trying to look cool. They are year 10. They look it with their youthful looks. The cigarette in their hands makes them look stupid rather than cool. I feel like laughing in their faces, as they look so hilarious. They leave us a trail of smoke to inhale as we walk behind - how thoughtful. Kids these days...
I'm on the train and start reading a book! It's Friday afternoon and I'm reading a book! Kids these days...
The book is quite funny though. One idea in particular is very amusing. There is a party where everyone there drinks alcohol, even the children. One child in particular drinks so much he looks in quite a bad state, that they reckon they should take him to hospital. As all the adults are pretty drunk they make the least drunk adult should drive, as the child is in urgent need of a stomach pump. Unfortunately, they get pulled over by a policeman on the way, who whips out his breathlyser and tests for alcohol vapour in the drivers breath. It tests positive and he goes to arrest him. The driver says "There must be a mistake with your machine! Please test it on this innocent child!"
I get off the train and make my way home. I walk past the park down the road from where I live. It's empty. When I was younger I would be out on my bike at this time, even if it was winter. I walk towards my house, past several neighbours, happen to see several televisions on inside. That's where they are. Inside watching television, or playing computers, instead of outside. Kids these days...
I get inside, stick on Gran Turismo 3. I'm still on beginners league, I'm pacing myself quite well. I start a new league and win the first race, second try. The second race however poses more of a problem. My car is not that good for this race, and I can manage no further than third place. I turn my methods to bad sportmanship, trying to ram people into the sides, and discourse them by crashing into any leaders at 200mph to throw them off balance skidding, an easy target to overtake. I take the lead with this one manoveure, and continue to drive in front of any competitors not wishing them to overtake me. Car crashes on last bend, get overtaken, full back to third place. Give up and go downstairs, log on to the internet. I look outside, it's getting dark. I'll go out tomorrow.
Kids these days. Always trying to look cool, hungry for a good social status. Lives are reduced to television and computers. I haven't done much else myself, for entertainment in a while. Maybe I'm just like them (apart from the smoking thing). I'm getting old.
I walk towards the train station. Soon there is a group of four boys, holding cigarettes, smoking them, trying to look cool. They are year 10. They look it with their youthful looks. The cigarette in their hands makes them look stupid rather than cool. I feel like laughing in their faces, as they look so hilarious. They leave us a trail of smoke to inhale as we walk behind - how thoughtful. Kids these days...
I'm on the train and start reading a book! It's Friday afternoon and I'm reading a book! Kids these days...
The book is quite funny though. One idea in particular is very amusing. There is a party where everyone there drinks alcohol, even the children. One child in particular drinks so much he looks in quite a bad state, that they reckon they should take him to hospital. As all the adults are pretty drunk they make the least drunk adult should drive, as the child is in urgent need of a stomach pump. Unfortunately, they get pulled over by a policeman on the way, who whips out his breathlyser and tests for alcohol vapour in the drivers breath. It tests positive and he goes to arrest him. The driver says "There must be a mistake with your machine! Please test it on this innocent child!"
I get off the train and make my way home. I walk past the park down the road from where I live. It's empty. When I was younger I would be out on my bike at this time, even if it was winter. I walk towards my house, past several neighbours, happen to see several televisions on inside. That's where they are. Inside watching television, or playing computers, instead of outside. Kids these days...
I get inside, stick on Gran Turismo 3. I'm still on beginners league, I'm pacing myself quite well. I start a new league and win the first race, second try. The second race however poses more of a problem. My car is not that good for this race, and I can manage no further than third place. I turn my methods to bad sportmanship, trying to ram people into the sides, and discourse them by crashing into any leaders at 200mph to throw them off balance skidding, an easy target to overtake. I take the lead with this one manoveure, and continue to drive in front of any competitors not wishing them to overtake me. Car crashes on last bend, get overtaken, full back to third place. Give up and go downstairs, log on to the internet. I look outside, it's getting dark. I'll go out tomorrow.
Kids these days. Always trying to look cool, hungry for a good social status. Lives are reduced to television and computers. I haven't done much else myself, for entertainment in a while. Maybe I'm just like them (apart from the smoking thing). I'm getting old.
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I know a couple people who take drugs, idiots.
And those who smoke....why would they want such a slow and painful death? Why don't they just run infront of a bus or something? Atleast then they wont be choking on nicotine in a few years time when their lungs are black and the alveoli (or however you spell it) burst and can't transfer the oxygen in the air to their blood to keep them alive.
And do they realise that they're risking non-smokers' health even more than their own? Passive smoking is more dangerous and cannot be helped in todays society. I always make a point of blowing the smoke back to the smoker, or coughing at their faces when they smoke next to me. It's a disgusting and selfish habbit!
And those who smoke....why would they want such a slow and painful death? Why don't they just run infront of a bus or something? Atleast then they wont be choking on nicotine in a few years time when their lungs are black and the alveoli (or however you spell it) burst and can't transfer the oxygen in the air to their blood to keep them alive.
And do they realise that they're risking non-smokers' health even more than their own? Passive smoking is more dangerous and cannot be helped in todays society. I always make a point of blowing the smoke back to the smoker, or coughing at their faces when they smoke next to me. It's a disgusting and selfish habbit!
In Y8 at school, 10 kids at my school got suspended for drug dealing!
Yeh smoking kids smell. I don't know how they expect their parents not to realise they smoke.
"Have you been smoking?"
"No!"
"Er.. your mouth reaks of smoke..."
"Er.. look over there!"
"Have you been smoking?"
"No!"
"Er.. your mouth reaks of smoke..."
"Er.. look over there!"
Solskjær_24 wrote:
> Good post! And it's all so true too!! Especially about those stupid kids that
> smoke and try to look cool and hard, when all they look is old and grey!
some one called NIk who comes on here as evil nik thinks it is big and hard to smoke, but he just smells
> Good post! And it's all so true too!! Especially about those stupid kids that
> smoke and try to look cool and hard, when all they look is old and grey!
some one called NIk who comes on here as evil nik thinks it is big and hard to smoke, but he just smells
Good post! And it's all so true too!! Especially about those stupid kids that smoke and try to look cool and hard, when all they look is old and grey!
It's Friday, schools over, hurray! I walk towards the school gates. A small group of girls from another school, wait for some boys. One of them casually smokes a cigarette, she can't be any older than 13 or 14 - she looks it. She smokes a few metres away from a school teacher at the main gates. Kids these days...
I walk towards the train station. Soon there is a group of four boys, holding cigarettes, smoking them, trying to look cool. They are year 10. They look it with their youthful looks. The cigarette in their hands makes them look stupid rather than cool. I feel like laughing in their faces, as they look so hilarious. They leave us a trail of smoke to inhale as we walk behind - how thoughtful. Kids these days...
I'm on the train and start reading a book! It's Friday afternoon and I'm reading a book! Kids these days...
The book is quite funny though. One idea in particular is very amusing. There is a party where everyone there drinks alcohol, even the children. One child in particular drinks so much he looks in quite a bad state, that they reckon they should take him to hospital. As all the adults are pretty drunk they make the least drunk adult should drive, as the child is in urgent need of a stomach pump. Unfortunately, they get pulled over by a policeman on the way, who whips out his breathlyser and tests for alcohol vapour in the drivers breath. It tests positive and he goes to arrest him. The driver says "There must be a mistake with your machine! Please test it on this innocent child!"
I get off the train and make my way home. I walk past the park down the road from where I live. It's empty. When I was younger I would be out on my bike at this time, even if it was winter. I walk towards my house, past several neighbours, happen to see several televisions on inside. That's where they are. Inside watching television, or playing computers, instead of outside. Kids these days...
I get inside, stick on Gran Turismo 3. I'm still on beginners league, I'm pacing myself quite well. I start a new league and win the first race, second try. The second race however poses more of a problem. My car is not that good for this race, and I can manage no further than third place. I turn my methods to bad sportmanship, trying to ram people into the sides, and discourse them by crashing into any leaders at 200mph to throw them off balance skidding, an easy target to overtake. I take the lead with this one manoveure, and continue to drive in front of any competitors not wishing them to overtake me. Car crashes on last bend, get overtaken, full back to third place. Give up and go downstairs, log on to the internet. I look outside, it's getting dark. I'll go out tomorrow.
Kids these days. Always trying to look cool, hungry for a good social status. Lives are reduced to television and computers. I haven't done much else myself, for entertainment in a while. Maybe I'm just like them (apart from the smoking thing). I'm getting old.
I walk towards the train station. Soon there is a group of four boys, holding cigarettes, smoking them, trying to look cool. They are year 10. They look it with their youthful looks. The cigarette in their hands makes them look stupid rather than cool. I feel like laughing in their faces, as they look so hilarious. They leave us a trail of smoke to inhale as we walk behind - how thoughtful. Kids these days...
I'm on the train and start reading a book! It's Friday afternoon and I'm reading a book! Kids these days...
The book is quite funny though. One idea in particular is very amusing. There is a party where everyone there drinks alcohol, even the children. One child in particular drinks so much he looks in quite a bad state, that they reckon they should take him to hospital. As all the adults are pretty drunk they make the least drunk adult should drive, as the child is in urgent need of a stomach pump. Unfortunately, they get pulled over by a policeman on the way, who whips out his breathlyser and tests for alcohol vapour in the drivers breath. It tests positive and he goes to arrest him. The driver says "There must be a mistake with your machine! Please test it on this innocent child!"
I get off the train and make my way home. I walk past the park down the road from where I live. It's empty. When I was younger I would be out on my bike at this time, even if it was winter. I walk towards my house, past several neighbours, happen to see several televisions on inside. That's where they are. Inside watching television, or playing computers, instead of outside. Kids these days...
I get inside, stick on Gran Turismo 3. I'm still on beginners league, I'm pacing myself quite well. I start a new league and win the first race, second try. The second race however poses more of a problem. My car is not that good for this race, and I can manage no further than third place. I turn my methods to bad sportmanship, trying to ram people into the sides, and discourse them by crashing into any leaders at 200mph to throw them off balance skidding, an easy target to overtake. I take the lead with this one manoveure, and continue to drive in front of any competitors not wishing them to overtake me. Car crashes on last bend, get overtaken, full back to third place. Give up and go downstairs, log on to the internet. I look outside, it's getting dark. I'll go out tomorrow.
Kids these days. Always trying to look cool, hungry for a good social status. Lives are reduced to television and computers. I haven't done much else myself, for entertainment in a while. Maybe I'm just like them (apart from the smoking thing). I'm getting old.
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