Today was interesting. I was alone in the student cafe early this morning like at 6, writing Jordan a 20 page letter at the table, and this girl named Lilly from Montana Academy came up and sat down next to me and was just like "Hi, Bob." We ended up talking for almost a full hour about lots of things, from music to our hometowns to our problems. ( Read more... )

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Today was cool to begin with. When we dropped the kids off a High School, I decided that I would get out too, so I could see Aly and Jen and get some stuff out of my locker. Sure enough, they were in there, and Jen pretty much tackled me. It was so nice to see them. Mail is great, I mean, it's enough to stay in close correspondence (I'm doing that ( Read more... )

So today is the first day of college, and I'm sitting here in my first period class. So far it's fine, althought I really miss Flathead High. This morning I got here around 8, so I sat around in the student lounge with and laughed with a couple fun girls from the other halfway house called Montana Academy. It's about 10:39 now, which is cool. I got ( Read more... )

I awoke to the droning thumps of the afternoon bell. Groggily, I raised my head from a smelly puddle of drool that had pooled on my desk. Rubbing my eyes with the collar of my shirt, I pushed my chair back with the backs of my knees and stood. I had no books to carry. Walking through the doorway and into the hall, I converged with the flood of ( Read more... )

So today is a finals day. Barely anyone is here, and I have no finals to take today. So, I’ve been sitting here in the computer lab with Mr. Hanson reading through my old journal entries. I have finished my reading and I have come to the conclusion that I used to be a huge douche. One can reason that it’s ok because most of us were, but I was a ( Read more... )

A numbing chill gnaws at my face as I push the door to the rooftop deck open, an unlit cigarette dangling idly between my lips. Instantly I feel the hair in my nose freeze; it tickles, and I push on my nose as if it were a tingling red button to crack the hairs. I hear the door shut behind me, and I mechanically pull my hood down over my forehead ( Read more... )

The new guys are chill but they both seem really burnt out, and neither really seem like people I would hang out with outside AYC. But, they are from Georgia. So that's cool, I suppose ( Read more... )