i know i've been slacking writing in this thing, and i apologize. i know you're dying without my words.
anyways. these past few days have been pretty good. i found out yesterday that my night classes for the rest of the week are cancelled, which is awesome because that class is 3 hours long and it's a pain in my ass. gotta love AFO. that's one of the main reasons why i'm writing right now actually, because i actually have a moment to breath, which i haven't had in a while. and the sad thing is is that i'm not really sure what i've been doing.. because i haven't been really working on my projects, so i don't know. i did some serious work on that paper today though, which felt good. i'm starting to think that i'm kind of sliding by, like i did in high school. my mom would not be happy to know that.
speaking of my mom, she's probably going to read this because i was talking to her about it earlier and she said she wanted the link so she could read it. there's probably some pretty juicy stuff in here, maybe it'll let her know how hard this past year has been and that she needs to give me a break. hmmm. :D i love you, mom.
i started thinking these past few days about how much i miss high school. it's sad to think about because, you know, you can't go back into the past. the end of my senior year and the summer was probably the best time of my life. i know that's pretty cliche.. but i like it. me and Katie had only started becoming friends with, pretty much our best friend, Kurt, towards the end of our senior year. but i'm really glad we did. because even though sometimes he's one of the most selfish people i know, i love him to death. and there'll be times when he'll call me for no reason.. and even all the drunk phone calls at 10PM on Wednesday nights mean something. well, they mean something more than he's an alcoholic.. but yes.
i just miss being the big man on campus. senior year felt so good, because we had everything together. i'll look at pictures of Wesley and his friends from senior year, and pictures from me and Katies, and it's just sad. we had SO much fun that year. and even though there were some really shitty times, most of it was just fucking awesome.
running away from the security guard every day, getting caught with cigarettes on school grounds and almost getting expelled, fighting with my exboyfriend every day of my life, almost failing english because i kept skipping, running into Wesley when i'm leaving for my free-block, being called a whore almost every day, getting into numerous accidents because i'm a fucking idiot, smoking.. quitting.. starting.. quitting.. starting again.. quitting again.., never going to lunch in the cafeteria to eat lunch, and going to taco bell instead because we loved the chance of getting caught by the security., and so many more things. i know all of that sounds like it completely sucks, but just writing it again puts a smile on my face. i'm really going to miss high school, and i never thought i'd say that, but i do. senior year + senior summer were the best times of my life. i loved it.
update on Wesley? i haven't gotten a letter from him in a while which is kind of a bummer. the last letter that i got from him was probably the single most hilarious thing that i've ever read [besides Tucker Max]. this letter was to Katie, from Wesley's friend at BCT. i open the letter, and inside are two pictures. these are pictures of Bauer, Wesley's bunkmate. unfortunately i cannot share with you the hilarious-ness of these photographs, but you can imagine. i'm going to write out the letter for you, so that you can get the full effect. plus it's completely worth it because it's hilarious.
"Hey Girl
It's me PVT Bauer, I'm Walkers bunk buddy. Due to a shortage of linens we have grown to know eachother very well. Anywho i was looking through some pictures and i decided i would go to any lengths to hook up with you on graduation day. Ever since i stole that picture and made splatter maps of Hawaii in stall three, I knew you would be the girl i would heart-dot my "I's" for. [all of the "i's" in this paragraph are dotted with hearts.]
By the way I'm from Wisconsin, a city called Eau Claire. I fuckin adore music, punk and metal are my favorites but I jam to it all. I used to party a shit ton, smoke weed, and get fucked up on some wild shit with my roommates. I had a girlfriend but I became an asshole when I joined the army I suppose. [his girlfriend had recently broken up with him over the phone] Walker and I decided that you should come to Georgia for coffee and cigs around the 17th. Just to let you know you're invited. Also if you tried to take advantage of me I might not have the willpower to stop you. All joking aside if I don't get pelt soon, my dick is liable to fall off. I guess a letter back would be alright instead / also. you should tell me about yourself. Dorm mates writing to bunkmates sounds like a Grade-A fuck fest.
Pictures are okay too if you're into that. =]
Oh yeah, LETS GET WASTED!!!"
ok now realize this guy has been without female contact for the past month and a half. and on top of that his bitch of a girlfriend broke up with him. so i feel for the guy. Katie, on the other hand, did not. while i was laughing my ass off at the fucking hilarity of this letter, Katie was commenting on the nastyness of it all. i can just picture Wesley egging him on while this Bauer kid was writing that letter. i don't know, the whole thing is just hilarious. that letter just gave me one more thing to look forward to when i go to Georgia -- meeting that kid.
other than that, Wesley's doing fine. they've started going to the range a lot lately and doing rifle shit, which i'm sure he's totally into because he's a guy and likes guns. he should be allowed to call home at least once a week now, which is amazing. i go down to Fort Benning in a little less than a month. i'm pretty sure that's going to be the best days of my entire life. i couldn't be more excited.