Hey,

What’s Up?  Well, I am going to the formal.  I don’t know about C.  At least I feel better about it.  Hell, I can’t tell if she really wants to go or not.  Even I don’t want to go for the right reasons.  I want to go because I know what a good looking man G. is and let’s face it, P. will be there, I just want to make him jealous.  The jerk, he could have asked me, but no!  I hate men.  Anyway, C. says she saw him looking at me on the way out.  Sure, he was.  He was probably asking himself, I wonder who would mercy-date her?  Oh, shut up you swine! Now, C. wants to go again.  After R. said no (but he had a good excuse and I am sure he would have gone.).  So when I said why don’t you get set-up she almost had a cow! So why is J. going to set her up?  Whatever!  She is really going for the wrong reason.  She will only hurt herself.

Anywho, I have been dreaming about one night I fell asleep and I wake up in the “Old West”.  I spend two years there.  One night I fall asleep there only to wake up here.  But here is the cool part.I have been gone for only seven or eight hours.  Anyway, my hair is really long, I am a very thin, I’ve got a tattoo, and a healed bullet wound.  Try to deal with school after an ordeal like that.  I’ve gone through the war with Mexico and France.  I’ve been a gunslinger.  I have been living and sleeping with a tough professional soldier for about two years.  Boy, I would think that would change my view on life.  I don’t think I will be too worried about hurting people’s feelings.  I’d probably be able to think faster and be more careful in the decisions I do make.  Anyway, it would be interesting to see what would happen.

Good night,

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