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Nick's Journal
2002-02-19 16:45:59 (UTC)

Miscellaniousfisjf (or however you spell that)

So I was walking back from the gym when I saw something
really heartwarming (no, really). there was a tour group
going aruond, and the group consisted of the potential
college inductee and his mother, grandmother, and little
sister. Now the college drunk to be, was sauntering
behind a little bit so as to portray an "i'm cool, don't
worry bout the fact that i'm here with my mother and
grandmother" image. it reminded me of my tour with my
father. i had so much fun. like when we toured tech,
they just passed by the gym and were like "yes and this
magnificent facility has anything and everything a health
concerned student could need", and here's the ensuing
convo between my dad adn the tour guide.
Dad : Great, I'd like to see it.
Guide : I'm sorry, but that's not on this tour.
Dad : Well it's not like we're on a bus or anything how
bout we just head on in for a second.
Guide : I would sir but it's not on the tour.
Dad : Well it is now.
So needless to say my dad made his own tour. I miss those
times, mainly because we drove home in my dad's maniac
like way and i was able to sit at home and watch t.v. that
night without any obligations, unlike now.
So anyhow, i got kinda sentimental and all walking behind
them, when too fucking jerks walk by the kid and get in
his face and call him a loser.
Realllllllllllll fucking cool. They were the greasy kinda
kids, with their leather jackets and pseudo-GQ look, nice
rolex on their wrists. Jesus, that pissed me off so much,
they got right in his face. So I followed them into the
mail building to get my mail, (the others hadn't seen the
incident), and watched as the older brother playfully put
his hand on his little sister's neck and tickled her.
I hope those two fucks get hit by a mac truck. I do'nt
know why people have to be assholes right off the bat.
It's quite prominent at college. AT the parties everyone
thinks they're in competition and you get stared down, at
the weight room, shit even in lunch lines. Take it easy,
and don't always feel that you have to prove something.
You exhaust yourselves with protests adn telling others
how idiotic they are. If you want to bitch, get a
journal, write in it, so that the only people subjected to
it are the ones that willingly read it.




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