chapter twelve: high school rival's

redwood high school, a school that for some reason, gets a lot of crap from our lovely little school tam.

i never understood it, at first i thought it only applied to the fact that we both have highly ranked (i guess...) football teams and basketball and whatever else. because people would get so worked up over the fact that we would be facing "redwood deadwood" (in football, actually now that i think about it we only get pumped whenever we are facing them.) like people would go "ape-shit" if we were up against them in any sport.

but of course as i started to think about it. i soon learned that "redwood" is exactly like "tam" its just the kids over there have more money, so therefore they can afford better cars. there are people who say that every girl over there is a "bop" and no this doesn't just apply to the freshmen grade. and both schools call each other "hella gay" even though people from both schools go to the same functions every weekend. and ive heard people from tam give me their reason for why they call them "hella gay" and yeah sure, i understand and all...but like thats the most shallow reason to go "ape-shit" over someone else. at least someone who goes to that school.

WHY CANT WE BE FRIENDSSS?????

chapter eleven: the "recycled" weekends.

i find it funny that the only things going on during the weekends are, "functions" and things like "Friction" or "schmobbin" around mill valley. i don't get it either, people just get super fucked up, for two days straight, then when the weekdays come around they just talk about how fucked up they were and then the next weekend pops up and they just do it again. its the worst cycle i've ever seen. and yet everyone sorry i mean "ery-one" takes pride in this. and those MYC dances? its just packing people in a gym that has shitty air-conditioning and "freak dancing" to some DJ that's playing the same techno songs, or club songs from 5 or 1 year ago, then to think they are smart they "play the songs backwards!" oh my gawd!! that's awesome! i really wouldn't wanna "freak dance" with a lady who's obviously had too much to drink or is just sweaty. (its pretty common for kids who think they are "cool" to "smuggle in" substances or hard liquor to these dances/functions)

but there are the people who only party on friday/saturday then sunday its homework day. now this seriously confuses me, its like if you have a hangover, why would you want to do homework?

usually what i do on weekends is complain about how i have no bicycle but dont do anything about it. (hopefully this is going to change on saturday) or just listen to music. or go to happy donut. sorry im not part of the "cool kids club" getting wasted while pondering what they will do for the next 3 years. which is most likely nothing.

...getting stuck.

i'm stuck right now, so i guess i need to take a break. its not really "writers block" its more like "lack of info" but that could just be on my part...anyway, ill be posting when i feel i have enough stuff to post about.

chapter ten: dog walkers

(this one's about yuppie dog walkers.)

out of all the things that piss me off, there is one thing that is 3 or 4th on my list of things. that would have to be the "dog walkers" in this town "aka: people who allow there dogs to shit right where im walking and not care because they are on their Iphone talking about the latest drink they got from Starbucks."

holy fuck, i do not care, DO NOT care, if your drink came with out enough water in it, i care more about the dog that you seem not to notice that's shitting in my driveway, so instead of giving me a fake smile and " oh hi there neighbor!!" speech, like you guys usually do, just pick up your fucking poo. or the ones who look at you strange if your walking without a dog, or if your "pooch" isn't dressed up in the latest collar and leash from pet-pro or wherever you yuppie dog people shop.

its these people, and the people clad with all Nike running gear on who are pushing their kids around in a stroller, that remind me why i don't like going downtown. I'm almost positive that someone in mill valley has those designer "dog poo" bags pictured up above.

chapter nine: college

for starters im not the best student. i tend to leave stuff till the last minute. when projects are due, i usually dont have mine and feel stoopid. and i really fucking hate group projects. espically when you have smart people in them, like the kids that obviously have good enough grades to get into any college, but they still choose to whine about when they get a -A. like shit, if i had all
-A's id be pretty...well i cant find words to currently describe it, but still you get the point.

so my three top choices are:

• City College
• SRJC (santa rosa junior college.)
• COM (college of marin)

please note that COM, yes the great "college of marin" which makes you feel like a "super senior" because everyone, EVERYONE from tam who doesnt know where to go or what to do after high school, goes there. holy shit, i do not want to see people from high school, almost everyday. thats the type of problems id have to deal with.