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Hey I'm gonna pretend that this is my first livejournal post because I'm INCREDIBLY BORED. So I guess, this being my first post, I should introduce myself.
Name: You can call me Mark or be like everyone else and call me Palermo.
Age: 17 years old as of September 8, 2004.
Grade: Junior at Medfield High School.
Location: Medfield, Massachusetts.
Heritage: 50% Irish, 35% Italian, 15% French-Canadian.
Hair Color: Brown.
Eye Color: Blue... or grey... depends on... something... but they change.
Height: 5'10"
Weight: 166lbs as of 3/4/05
What kind of student are you?: Procrastinator. Don't take notes. Still end up with A's and B's.
What kind of athlete are you?: The best! Haha just kidding. Track and field forever, and javelin is love.
Other interests: Writing. Painting. DI. Umpiring Little League games. Archery. Camp Burgess/Hayward. Acoustic guitar. Paintballing. But most of all BOWLING with Team Nighthawk.
What do you drive?: Silver Ford Explorer Sport Trac. Red Sox license plate in front.
Single/Crushing/Dating/Married?: Single and loving it.
Are you EMO?: I know some people who are emo (no worries Dave not you) but I do not think of myself as emo.
What are you wearing right now?: My wrong-prescriptioned glasses (I wear contacts), Medfield Track & Field "3-peat" t-shirt, FTL boxers, Urban Pipeline cargo shorts, beaded hemp necklace and matching bracelet on my left wrist (I made 'em myself :D), LIVESTRONG bracelet (left wrist), BREATHE (www.cff.org) bracelet (left wrist), hospital ID band (right wrist), L.L. Bean size 11 fleece-lined slippers.
Where are you right now?: Children's Hospital Boston, 300 Longwood Ave, Boston MA. Floor 8, East wing, Room 837. Sitting on my bed.
Where do you work?: Blue Moon Bagel Café, Medfield.
Strengths?: Track... quick learner... pretty smart, I guess... VIETNAM STEALTH.
Weaknesses?: Procrastination, bad storyteller, bad driver when nobody else is with me.
Can resist: Skanky clothes, perfume, temptation to smack people (usually :P).
Can't resist: Irish food, girls' eyes (call me a sucker), helping people out.
Best day ever: I'm gonna say RJ's birthday and the origin of Team Nighthawk.
Worst day ever: A couple of them between June 2003 and June 2004...
Favorite place to eat: Finbar's Pub and Meetinghouse.
Favorite food: Finbar's bangers and mashed.
Biggest regret: Lots of them, none very big compared to the rest.
Biggest worry: Mike! What's gonna happen when RJ/Dave/Jeff/Jess/Tina/Nigel/Gav/Todd/etc graduate? It'll be just us and... DIANA. NNNNNOOOOOOOOOO!
Best class this year: First semester - Entrepreneurship. BEO = greatness. We are gods! Thank you Hinga. Well, except for Mrs. B's voice... Second semester - Behave. The frontal lobe controls the limbic system, but sometimes the frontol lobe loses control... Diana! AHAHA!
Alright, guys. Save me please before boredom eats out my brain.
Here's the plan: RJ, take Mike, Jeff, and Dave to the hospital basement parking area. From there, find the big blue triangular vents leading to one of the courtyards. Hoist Dave up through one of them with his rock climbing gear and sound your truck's massive air horn. I'll smash out my window with the IV pole while Dave scales the wall with the rock climbing stuff. He'll arrive and we'll rappel down to the courtyard, where there's a random fire extinguisher sitting that we can use to cover the escape. We'll drop through the vent into the bed of your truck, and you speed out of there. Mike, we already talked. Keep the traffic cone handy and whack people if they get too close. On the way home, Jeff can use his first-aid skills to pull this 50cm line out of my arm and bandage it up with a shirt sleeve or something. Let me know when you guys are coming in.
Team Nighthawk forever!
~Palermo