Room 417, so early Saturday morning it can't even be believed

[fates_jaye]

But he’s got high hopes, he’s got high hopes
He’s got high apple pie, in the sky hopes

Jaye has not slept well the last few days. Pretty much at all. If she's not crashing in class, this is what she has to put up with.

So any time your gettin’ low
’stead of lettin’ go

She's kinda getting tired of it. Or maybe just tired.

Just remember that ant
Oops there goes another rubber tree plant

And she doesn't think that lyric makes sense.

And UGH, detention today. With Peter Parker. UGH. There aren't words to express all the UGH she feels about this.

When troubles call, and your back’s to the wall
There a lot to be learned, that wall could fall
Once there was a silly old ram
Thought he’d punch a hole in a dam
No one could make that ram, scram
He kept buttin’ that dam

Jaye's frowning at the ceiling now. Because the lyrics are weird as hell and one of the animals is off key and is she still blinking?

’cause he had high hopes, he had high hopes
He had high apple pie, in the sky hopes

"UGH," Jaye says, and pulls a pillow over her head.