The backpack of Aaaarrrrrggggghh

Mum bought me a new backpack for school when I was in Scotland. I suppose I really did need one, because mine only had two pockets, and one of the zippers on one was missing the pully thing, and one of the zippers on the other one didn't zip properly, and if I forgot and used that one to close my backpack, it was very prone to suddenly bursting open and spilling the contents in the hallway. But, mom, I'm sorry, but..
I don't like this backpack.

And this isn't just me being picky, and missing my old camo backpack, either. I really don't like it. The zippers are crazy... they are too tight, yet they catch on virtually every part of the backpack when I try to open or close them.

The shoulder straps hurt. Not just because the backpack is overly packed, either. The old backpack hurt a different way. This one's straps are in a bit, very close to the neck, right at the part that hurts at the beginning of a shoulder massage. Problem is, it doesn't get better like a massage. It just keeps hurting. And if I try to push the straps out to the correct position, then the whole strap doesn't rest on my shoulder, cause it's bent outwards. So the strap digs into my shoulder. Which is also not pleasant.

It does have a lot of pockets, though.

Anyway...

One day to go. I'm sort of excited, I guess, because... Well, I just am. I'm ready to see everyone again... it's been a long time. About a month, for the people I saw most recently.

My neck just cracked really big. Very loudly. And just one, resounding CRACK, not like the usual, crickcrickcrickcrick. Freaked me out.

I'm always the only person of our group in my science class. Grrrrrrrrrrrr.

I guess that's it for my random blogging for now. Might do some more later, or you may just have to wait until tomorrow. We'll see.