Senpai, baka @Morgan
Nate looked across the waters, sighing depressingly. Sometimes he wished he could be a fish, but lol naw. He can't swim. So that'd be kinda pointless wanting to be a fish. He'd be like one of those fishes who don't really move. He would sit at the bottom of the ocean all day sighing fish bubbles and stuff. Lame. Anyway, he sighed ad stuff. Like an angsty 13 year old. Or like Bella from Twilight. I mean, uh, no that wasn't made in this time yet. Like some girl who has two crushes on different guys and doesn't know if she should pick the vampire or the werewolf.
Nailed it.
Nathan felt like he was waiting for something. Something big to happen. Something to fulfill his sexual urg--cuisine urges. He just wanted something in his mouth that'd make him salivate more than a fish who can't swim.
That analogy was terrible.
Nate was terrible at analogies.