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,
