Archives for “highschool”
When I loaded up Google News today, the top headline was about the Senate passing the War-Spending bill. The associated photo, however, was the logo from the Japanese film, Battle Royale, a dystopian story where the Japanese government has passed the “Battle Royale Act.” This law causes the military to take randomly chosen classes of [...]
Find a broken computer somewhere. Find a pickaxe, a few friends and a camera. Destroy the computer with your friends and record the events on camera. The camera is so you can look back on the photo fondly and smile at the memories of good times had by all. There is a photo I have [...]
“If high school is supposed to be the best time of our whole life, then I’m in a lot of trouble.” – Laura I don’t miss high school one bit. I don’t think I really realized how much I hated it until it was over. My friends at the time were really fake people. I [...]
Following the break-up, I move on with my life. It was the summer following my senior year, and I spent a good chunk of time cutting off all ties with all my old friends. By the end of my senior year, I hated everything about high school. With just a couple exceptions, I stopped talking [...]
-or- How I Narrowly Avoiding Having Good Sex With An Attractive Woman It’s really hard to come up with different nicknames for these women and not just use their real names. After awhile they all sort of sound alike “The Freaky/Psycho Something Girl.” Oh well. On the off chance that one of them finds this [...]
This is brief entry. Following my alienation by my last girlfriend, I hooked up with the girl I cheated on her with. (interesting side note: the one who put us back in contact? The same girl who threw the party we met at, and later ratted me out to my girlfriend) This “relationship,” if you [...]
-or- The Girl Who Made High School Suck So after I dumped Psycho Alien Chick, I had my hands free to pursue my newer interest. I met her at Outdoor School. We had actually gone to school together for years, but never really spoke. Now, suddenly we got along really well and I asked her [...]
Let me tell you about the first one: I think I was fourteen. I met her when she came to my best-best-friend-across-the-street’s birthday party. They spent the entire night flirting, but I was too dumb to tell. I must have made some kind of impression on her, though, because she wrote me a letter. I [...]
