Never Come Back if I Could.
Yeah OK Ethan here and I'm leaving for the Northern Carolinian City of Greensboro somewhere around seven hours and woke up from a pretty chill nap a few hours ago.
Yeah this week has been interesting enough, nothing crazy fucking cool or anything like that but enough.
I was pestered to join the Lacrosse team like two million times and would've been goalie if they hadn't found some other sucker, yeah I know for a fact that if I did that some stuff would be broken but hey, it just builds character, right? AND YOU CAN'T GO WRONG WITH THAT. I also think Mr. Hungerford just wants to see me die but it's all good.
SO Mere and Hopple decided they don't hate me anymore and I just went along with it, yeah I'm disappointed in Jess for not ignoring me longer especially after promising me she'll never talk to me again, but you know what maybe everyone can be forgiven and things can be just left at that. Yeah I try to be nice sometimes maybe that's what I get for spending too much time with my brother.
Speaking of him it's funny how many people from my school are going to go to his, kinda ironic considering ending up at a place kinda freaks the FUCK out of me. But hey maybe it's a good thing people don't have the same taste as me, well arguably.
So for the first time ever at Dublin I won't be in the same math class as Witter but it's all good as taking two English classes and some Journalism stuff on the side seems like a good idea as if I'm gonna get my writing game on, I'm gonna need everything I can muster up.
So Phil isn't dropping out, YATTA! I'm going to go see him in a little more than seven in a half days maybe; climb some mountains, hit up the obelisk, steal some dignity, and all sorts of other things that I would only do with him. Yeah also now I can make my CRAZZZY movie and such and even if it fails it will still be a good time making: no lies.
Yeah I've been reading a lot about Vlad Dracula, a Romanian Prince also known as the Impaler. He was pretty much about brutal honesty back in the fifteenth century and impaled ten of thousand of peeps and when I say impaled I mean the torture style like putting a chick on a wooden stake and letting it slowly go through her, yeah he was also about crazy stuff like cutting of boobs and things like that. You would think someone like that would be hated, yet he be seen as one of the great Romanian heroes mostly because as shitty as he treated his peeps he put the invading Turks in their places multiple times, and scarred them away by doing thing like leaving out Twenty Thousand of their comrades on Stakes to see, yeah they turned around that time but got the best of him one day.
Yeah also I'm trying to read up on my Albanian history, you know cause if I'm gonna be like a quarter or whatever I might as well know my shit, and some of it is interesting but there is a awful amount of oppression, but hey can't have it all.
Yeah I'm gonna go to sleep in a little bit then leave on some jet plane to if this school that seems like it's full of hippies is right for me, yeah I don't even know anymore but somethings gotta turn out right.
Peace.
Yeah this week has been interesting enough, nothing crazy fucking cool or anything like that but enough.
I was pestered to join the Lacrosse team like two million times and would've been goalie if they hadn't found some other sucker, yeah I know for a fact that if I did that some stuff would be broken but hey, it just builds character, right? AND YOU CAN'T GO WRONG WITH THAT. I also think Mr. Hungerford just wants to see me die but it's all good.
SO Mere and Hopple decided they don't hate me anymore and I just went along with it, yeah I'm disappointed in Jess for not ignoring me longer especially after promising me she'll never talk to me again, but you know what maybe everyone can be forgiven and things can be just left at that. Yeah I try to be nice sometimes maybe that's what I get for spending too much time with my brother.
Speaking of him it's funny how many people from my school are going to go to his, kinda ironic considering ending up at a place kinda freaks the FUCK out of me. But hey maybe it's a good thing people don't have the same taste as me, well arguably.
So for the first time ever at Dublin I won't be in the same math class as Witter but it's all good as taking two English classes and some Journalism stuff on the side seems like a good idea as if I'm gonna get my writing game on, I'm gonna need everything I can muster up.
So Phil isn't dropping out, YATTA! I'm going to go see him in a little more than seven in a half days maybe; climb some mountains, hit up the obelisk, steal some dignity, and all sorts of other things that I would only do with him. Yeah also now I can make my CRAZZZY movie and such and even if it fails it will still be a good time making: no lies.
Yeah I've been reading a lot about Vlad Dracula, a Romanian Prince also known as the Impaler. He was pretty much about brutal honesty back in the fifteenth century and impaled ten of thousand of peeps and when I say impaled I mean the torture style like putting a chick on a wooden stake and letting it slowly go through her, yeah he was also about crazy stuff like cutting of boobs and things like that. You would think someone like that would be hated, yet he be seen as one of the great Romanian heroes mostly because as shitty as he treated his peeps he put the invading Turks in their places multiple times, and scarred them away by doing thing like leaving out Twenty Thousand of their comrades on Stakes to see, yeah they turned around that time but got the best of him one day.
Yeah also I'm trying to read up on my Albanian history, you know cause if I'm gonna be like a quarter or whatever I might as well know my shit, and some of it is interesting but there is a awful amount of oppression, but hey can't have it all.
Yeah I'm gonna go to sleep in a little bit then leave on some jet plane to if this school that seems like it's full of hippies is right for me, yeah I don't even know anymore but somethings gotta turn out right.
Peace.