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Thursday, March 25, 2010

Friends [4-6]

Here at this school, we got buildings full of adults who think they know everything and kids who really don’t know anything at all. I have made a couple of “friends” here, and have met some others who are far from friends. This kid here, Ackley, my neighbor, is crazy. It’s like his ears aren’t connected to his brain. Every time I tell him that I am busy, he thinks it’s totally cool to just come right into the room and talk, or my favorite two things.. cut his nails and pop some zits! Another person I had the pleasure of meeting is Stradlater, my roommate. Here at school Stradlater is the popular, cool guy. He hangs out with the pretty girls, and gets the party started. ;) One girl in particular is Jane Gallagher, who is an old friend of mine. We used to play checker together when we lived near each other. I don’t think that Stradlater is the perfect guy for Jane, but I guess it will have to do. I was going to say Hi to Jane before she left on her date with Stradlater, but I couldn’t build up the courage in myself to do it. Next time I see her, I will talk to her, I promise myself I will!


So tonight was another one of those nights that ended with a great dinner.. NOT! We tried to top our dinner by going to the movies, which I don’t technically prefer. (This was a great night... yeah right!) On our way, both Mal and Ackley decide to say that they have both seen the flick, so we were out of luck and just decided to get some burgers and head back to the dorms. I had a tough time working on Stradler’s paper that night, but I squeezed some shit out of my head about a baseball glove and hoped Stradler wouldn’t mind, and it turns out, he did.
I figured I would ask him how his date went, but he was short on details. We ended up getting in a fight which ended up with a bloody nose, and lucky for me, it was my nose! He got scared that he was going to get in trouble, but honestly I didn’t really care.

- HC

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