Chapter 31: A Trip Down Memory Lane
My brother's graduation was tonight. I kinda learned a couple things.
I saw a bunch of old teachers, friends, and even acquaintances... It was pretty weird because teachers always said that they cared about how I was doing and where my life was going, but the second we meet up again the only words out of their mouths is some BULLSHIT CRAPPY FUCKING JOKE about how tall I am. Thank you, I tend to forget about my height between strangers' jokes and hitting my head everywhere.
The school brought back mainly bad memories because I didn't have a whole lot of friends, or even one truly good friend, at that school. It made me thankful for what I do have now though.
I even ventured as far as to going into the dreaded Gym changing room. This is me putting on my shoes after a long game of dogdeball.
And then I'm reluctant to drink out of the water fountain because its pretty hackin' disgusting!
And to add on to all this revisiting of my past, I've been playing Pokémon again!
I even felt that irresistible urge to keep playing against all of my other thoughts and needs.
I don't feel the need to, but I will mention it anyway. That time that me, Jeran, and Jessie went to the school and played Pokémon all afternoon after school. We played until the cows came home and it was ridiculously fun. I didn't even care that I had been punished for missing supper and my parents not knowing where I was, it was fun enough to be worth the trouble. Walking through the school yard, I can't help but glance in the direction of that tree we sat under that afternoon. That memory is one I hope to never forget...
Do something that takes you into the past, let it take over for a couple minutes. Reflect on what has changed, on what has stayed the same. Remember the memories that made life worth living back then, and hold on to them tightly.
- Principles can talk out their asses for a while about absolutely nothing
- I love to talk and comment about every little thing (no matter how mean and insulting)
- People are generally not nice (in different ways from myself)
- Things change over the years, but some things don't
- I'm not a very nice person at times, and can be a huge blabbermouth
- I'm not perfect and will no longer pretend to be so
I saw a bunch of old teachers, friends, and even acquaintances... It was pretty weird because teachers always said that they cared about how I was doing and where my life was going, but the second we meet up again the only words out of their mouths is some BULLSHIT CRAPPY FUCKING JOKE about how tall I am. Thank you, I tend to forget about my height between strangers' jokes and hitting my head everywhere.
The school brought back mainly bad memories because I didn't have a whole lot of friends, or even one truly good friend, at that school. It made me thankful for what I do have now though.
I even ventured as far as to going into the dreaded Gym changing room. This is me putting on my shoes after a long game of dogdeball.
And then I'm reluctant to drink out of the water fountain because its pretty hackin' disgusting!
And to add on to all this revisiting of my past, I've been playing Pokémon again!
I even felt that irresistible urge to keep playing against all of my other thoughts and needs.
I don't feel the need to, but I will mention it anyway. That time that me, Jeran, and Jessie went to the school and played Pokémon all afternoon after school. We played until the cows came home and it was ridiculously fun. I didn't even care that I had been punished for missing supper and my parents not knowing where I was, it was fun enough to be worth the trouble. Walking through the school yard, I can't help but glance in the direction of that tree we sat under that afternoon. That memory is one I hope to never forget...
Do something that takes you into the past, let it take over for a couple minutes. Reflect on what has changed, on what has stayed the same. Remember the memories that made life worth living back then, and hold on to them tightly.