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Sep 10, 2005 00:27

I realized today that I spend about the same amount of time at work as I would at school. I've traded school for Denny's. You'd be suprised at the number of things I get to eat there. You'd probably be more suprised at how dirty EVERYTHING is and that people just don't care. Ewwww.

I wrote a letter to the school board to get myself back into the system. You, uh, wanna read it? It's pretty cool.

Ms. Dxxx Sxxxxxx
xxxxx xxxx xxx
Fairfax, VA xxxxx

Dear Ms. Dxxx Sxxxxxx:

I have come to understand that the circumstances concerning my expulsion from Fairfax County Public Schools went beyond endangering others by fire. A combination of past aggressive or obstinate behavior, waning attendance towards my third year, and inconsistent academics were taken into consideration. As you well know, I transferred to Indianapolis in the interest of time to complete my studies. While there, I attained near-perfect grades and attendance. There was not a behavioral incident to speak of. I did not push myself to do well in hopes of impressing the school board, Mount Vernon’s administration, or to increase my chances of coming back to Mount Vernon. No, it was my intention to stay in Indiana for the remainder of my high school session. Unfortunately, certain situations forced me to return to Virginia.

Upon closer inspection, I only require two credits to gain my diploma. If I pursue some form of alternative education, I can acquire those credits and enroll into college as soon as January. The truth is, that is not a major concern of mine. At any point of my natural life, I can get a diploma or some equivalent certification. I only have this one year to finish high school like a normal kid. What used to seem like trivial matters mean the world to me. I want to graduate with the people who I entered the school with even if they harbor utter contempt for me. I want to attend the prom even though I detested other school functions. I want to see the varsity football team’s last games, and I do not even like football. Most of all, I want that holiest of grails. Yes, I want to bask in the Senior Courtyard.

While I can finish my high school requirements in a matter of weeks or months, I would much rather have full school-days until June. I love to wake up late in the day, as I’m sure most other teenagers do, but I would enjoy waking up at 5:30 in the morning if it meant I had a bus to catch. I do not intend to jeopardize my senior year with any sort of foolishness. I can be a high school graduate after I take a GED or any other test, but I only have one shot to be a graduating member of the Class of 2006. I can only hope that you take my request with the consideration that this is not about a situation but the person behind it.

A signed copy of this letter will be faxed to xxx-xxx-xxxx.

Sincerely,

Vance X. Glover

Bam. The trick is to sound professional and appeal to their sense of humanity at the same time. I think I did it here, kinda. I'd love it if some one would teach me the Internet so things can be all formatted-like.

-I wanna go to school
-I wanna get pizzaid in the shizzaid
-I wanna be with Kayla

Aside from the obvious,"I want some fresh new kicks", that's it.

Sometimes...I look outside and just stop being pissed off at everything that isn't "just right." I saw a butterfly a while ago and I liked it. There was a big ol' spider web that I thought was pretty neat, too. I don't mean that in some weird dark way(which I totally would've not even two years ago), but it was cool because of the light reflecting off it it. It struck me in the same way that graphite does, ya know? It's all iridescent and junk. I nodded at it in approval and walked away. At times, I feel completely at peace with the entire world. Yeah, wasps still bug me, but they look pretty cool far away. Something just clicks and I'm all like "...Boy, life is wonderful." Not in an overly homo-erotic way, there's this guy that makes me feel like that ALL the time, but you know...not in an overly homo-erotic way. I think it's funny that there are people who love to write/read slash stuff but will NEVER listen to you tell 'em how it REALLY goes down. Literally?

Peace be with you.
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