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ill start from today, and work backwards. because my memory sucks
today, i went to class. and i cheated really badly on a math test that i probably still wont pass. but thanks ken, your a nice guy. i also skipped my comp and history class just so i could leave early to make it to pep rally that i shouldnt have been at. the drive wasnt bad. i had my buddy kyle to keep my company. he lives in the city, and when he heard i was going home, asked if i could drop him at a train station. i said sure, because im a nice guy. we made great time and he had some really good rap on his ipod. but anyway, i was in terry town at 6 20, made it jimmys at 7, and then to the pep at 7 15. met up with my homies. saw some ladies and old friends. and then it hit me. that i just shouldnt be there. its no longer my school. its overun run by new freshman, and the seniors there are the heads now. im just the old guy who graduated. i got the same feeling in nyack last week when i was there. like i had an amazing time because i was with my bests, but like, its just no longer my town. but the pep rally...sucked. not enough pep. and the rally was not so populated. last year, they had to barrocade the seniors back. this year they were boring. the bon fire was small. but still there. and as i walked back to my car, i came to find two young people making out on it...or up against it. and when i asked them to leave, the kid aggresivly spoke to me and wanted to fight me. hes a junoir, and im a freshman in college. i just didnt understand why he wanted to fight me. i was wearing my jersey, and so was he. there should be some mutual respect form that. and the fact that he was on my car..and got in my face....just total disrespect. and im trying this new thing where i try to be totaly non violent, but this kid make me snap. and i told him to get the fuck away from me, cuz i was ready to kill him. but im better than that, and i didnt fight him. he just walked away thinking he won the arguement. whatever. i was so mad that i couldnt drive or sit still for ten minutes. then i came home. had chili. and brittany stopped by. i gave her a pig i named Professor Oinks, and she renamed it Clay Bacon. haha. love.
my only accomplishment this week besides cheating on that math test that i still wont pass and not killing my room mate, was that on wednesday, i went 9 and 0 in beer pong. and while that may seem like a bad thing to be proud of, i really am. o, and that i learned how to play the didgeridoo. thats awesome. and that night was one of the most amazing nights of my life. coming home and seeing like most of my close friends in my favorite town at my favorite spots. priceless. dancing to guido music and just being ourselves.
a lot of people say that they miss me and that things dont seem to be the same without me. i dont belive it. im flattered, but life goes on even with out the condor. [thats what they call me on the v ball court]. and im watching it go on with out me. with the new scene, and the new freshman and seniors. life goes on whether we want it to or not. i also find that i dont have a definitte answer on my view of college. depending on the person, or just what im saying, ill change my answer. ill either say its good, its too county, or it just sucks. im not really sure how i truely feel about it, but i now realize that i cant stay in rockland. the town has moved on without me way too fast and i just dont really belong her anymore. and thats strange to think and say, because last week i woulda have killed to be back here,...but its just too much. i am happy in my secluded mountain school with my redneck friends and with the older woman who barely talk to me. i just dont know thoough. i feel like im stuck in transition. i wanna be there when im here and i wanna be here when im there. double homesickness. but i know that i need to back to school, and now fuck up anymore. because i have nothing here to look forward too besides seeing my friends.
i finnaly learned how to spell tomorrow. and speaking of it, its gonna be interesting. maybe breakfast in the am. then im buying brittany lunch at panera. then the game. then dinner out with kids. and then maybe jumping in this girls limo and going dancing in white plains. i doubt it, but i was invited for only the low low price of 80 dollars. and then sunday, picking up kyle from the train station and back to reality. and i fucking forgot mad stuff for homework, so when i get back, i have to trace a bunch of trees, draw a building defined by space, whatever that means, on a piece of 16 x 24 paper, do math homework, which i dont understand, and then start writing a reserch paper on WalMart. college is interesting. i find it funny. the idea of college and what it is. like highschool...is a joke leading up to it. its basically make as many friends as you can in highschool and then lose them all when u go to college. if you dont stay local, you really probably lose all you had. i did. i had a nice niche before i left. good job. nice little venue. nice school. broken home. ok. im gonna stop bitching? is that what they call it.
this girl baught me apple cider at school. it was delicous. i didnt know how to thank her.
today, i went to class. and i cheated really badly on a math test that i probably still wont pass. but thanks ken, your a nice guy. i also skipped my comp and history class just so i could leave early to make it to pep rally that i shouldnt have been at. the drive wasnt bad. i had my buddy kyle to keep my company. he lives in the city, and when he heard i was going home, asked if i could drop him at a train station. i said sure, because im a nice guy. we made great time and he had some really good rap on his ipod. but anyway, i was in terry town at 6 20, made it jimmys at 7, and then to the pep at 7 15. met up with my homies. saw some ladies and old friends. and then it hit me. that i just shouldnt be there. its no longer my school. its overun run by new freshman, and the seniors there are the heads now. im just the old guy who graduated. i got the same feeling in nyack last week when i was there. like i had an amazing time because i was with my bests, but like, its just no longer my town. but the pep rally...sucked. not enough pep. and the rally was not so populated. last year, they had to barrocade the seniors back. this year they were boring. the bon fire was small. but still there. and as i walked back to my car, i came to find two young people making out on it...or up against it. and when i asked them to leave, the kid aggresivly spoke to me and wanted to fight me. hes a junoir, and im a freshman in college. i just didnt understand why he wanted to fight me. i was wearing my jersey, and so was he. there should be some mutual respect form that. and the fact that he was on my car..and got in my face....just total disrespect. and im trying this new thing where i try to be totaly non violent, but this kid make me snap. and i told him to get the fuck away from me, cuz i was ready to kill him. but im better than that, and i didnt fight him. he just walked away thinking he won the arguement. whatever. i was so mad that i couldnt drive or sit still for ten minutes. then i came home. had chili. and brittany stopped by. i gave her a pig i named Professor Oinks, and she renamed it Clay Bacon. haha. love.
my only accomplishment this week besides cheating on that math test that i still wont pass and not killing my room mate, was that on wednesday, i went 9 and 0 in beer pong. and while that may seem like a bad thing to be proud of, i really am. o, and that i learned how to play the didgeridoo. thats awesome. and that night was one of the most amazing nights of my life. coming home and seeing like most of my close friends in my favorite town at my favorite spots. priceless. dancing to guido music and just being ourselves.
a lot of people say that they miss me and that things dont seem to be the same without me. i dont belive it. im flattered, but life goes on even with out the condor. [thats what they call me on the v ball court]. and im watching it go on with out me. with the new scene, and the new freshman and seniors. life goes on whether we want it to or not. i also find that i dont have a definitte answer on my view of college. depending on the person, or just what im saying, ill change my answer. ill either say its good, its too county, or it just sucks. im not really sure how i truely feel about it, but i now realize that i cant stay in rockland. the town has moved on without me way too fast and i just dont really belong her anymore. and thats strange to think and say, because last week i woulda have killed to be back here,...but its just too much. i am happy in my secluded mountain school with my redneck friends and with the older woman who barely talk to me. i just dont know thoough. i feel like im stuck in transition. i wanna be there when im here and i wanna be here when im there. double homesickness. but i know that i need to back to school, and now fuck up anymore. because i have nothing here to look forward too besides seeing my friends.
i finnaly learned how to spell tomorrow. and speaking of it, its gonna be interesting. maybe breakfast in the am. then im buying brittany lunch at panera. then the game. then dinner out with kids. and then maybe jumping in this girls limo and going dancing in white plains. i doubt it, but i was invited for only the low low price of 80 dollars. and then sunday, picking up kyle from the train station and back to reality. and i fucking forgot mad stuff for homework, so when i get back, i have to trace a bunch of trees, draw a building defined by space, whatever that means, on a piece of 16 x 24 paper, do math homework, which i dont understand, and then start writing a reserch paper on WalMart. college is interesting. i find it funny. the idea of college and what it is. like highschool...is a joke leading up to it. its basically make as many friends as you can in highschool and then lose them all when u go to college. if you dont stay local, you really probably lose all you had. i did. i had a nice niche before i left. good job. nice little venue. nice school. broken home. ok. im gonna stop bitching? is that what they call it.
this girl baught me apple cider at school. it was delicous. i didnt know how to thank her.