Things between Char and I have decided not to wait until summer to work themselves out. She broke up with me Thursday night. When I talked to her on Sunday she was in a bad mood, but she said she was just tired. I figured something was wrong, and I can’t say I blame her. I haven’t seen her since Easter and I probably wouldn’t have seen her until Memorial Day. Next year she is going to go to CSU again and I am going here again. Anyway, she broke up with me and I’m not to heart broken over it. However, there is only about five weeks left in the quarter, and I’m not going to date. Besides, I don’t have my car, so where would we go anyway.
SO here I am on this fine Saturday (It’s raining) listening to an Otis Ball album I won on the radio. Theres really not a while lot on my minds at the moment. I’ve taken up smoking again. Last night Tracey, Kara, Rhea and I just sat around and played with a Ouija board and I read their fortunes with my tarot cards. Rhea probably wants to go out with me now, but I don’t think so. If she asks me about it I’ll tell here its too close to the end of the year, and I don’t want a serious relationship right now. The truth is I don’t want a serious relationship with her. Hopefully I can date around this summer. Imagine that, Ken dating around. Wow. Maybe I’ll met some hot 20 year old while knocking on doors this summer in Shaker Heights.
This week was fairly hectic. I got drunk on Tuesday and Wednesday and finished the last of my Indiana beer. No hangovers, gotta love Miller Genuine Draft. Friday I turned in an English paper and had a Math test. Monday I had a History Midterm. In Fencing on Wednesday I bouted three guys. It was great fun. After class I walked out with a Foil. Now I just have to get the rest of the stuff. I don’t know how I’m going to get the mask out.
Chris finally unvirginized himself with Mickey. They went home this weekend because his parents went out of town. I was supposed to go home and get my car but Mom said no. Chris bought some pot so it would have been a fun weekend. Oh Well. He really wants me to transfer to OU and to be honest, I really want to transfer too and go to a real school for awhile. I doubt if I ever will though. The thing is I really don’t like anyone here. I mean I don’t hate anyone, but it is like living at a High School. These people are so juvenile sometimes.
I guess that’s all I’ll say right now. Maybe I’ll write more tonight. I’ll probably be bored. Signing off, this is Ken, the bachelor!