Ah, what a fine summer it has been. I am working at the stadium and also mowing the lawn at CKS, which I have to do tomorrow. The end of the school year was, on the whole, typical and uneventful. REDACTED FOR PRIVACY We\u2019ve written a little bit this summer. She\u2019s obsessed with me, much like Char was for a time. I do not understand why girls seem to get this way with me.<\/p>\n
My grades turned out alright and exams weren\u2019t too tough. I was the third best in Fencing after the tournament. In the end I managed to get out two foils, a mask, a vest and a glove. I gave a foil to Chris and we did a bit of fencing at Alcazar for a time, but we both dropped it because we couldn\u2019t afford it. Chris and I have gone out a few times this summer. The most memorable being the Forth of July when we went to The Country Club to watch fireworks. I haven\u2019t really had a chance to do too much. We have a road trip scheduled for August which should alleviate some summer boredom.<\/p>\n
Summer has been a drag so far. I can\u2019t wait to get back to school which is amazing considering where I got to school! I talked to Heather yesterday. She told me she thought more of me than anyone else from school. She also told me that her father lost his job. She was quite depressed. So I told her about Keith and Nancy and their marital woes. Keith is now living here again. Apparently he was screwing around when Nancy was pregnant. He\u2019s a \u201cK\u201d. Anyway Heather wasn\u2019t sure if she was coming back to school, which would suck because she was probably the most interesting person I met at school and I probably would have fallen for her next year. And besides that, she has like six of my tapes!<\/p>\n
The stadium has just been a barrel of laughs. (My main light source just extinguished itself. It seems to have committed suicide in a pool of wax which had formed around it. Attempts to revive it where unsuccessful, and I think I lost a pen in the effort. The point I\u2019m trying to get across, however, is not that all candles eventually commit suicide, but I can\u2019t see. I think I\u2019ll have to retire to the bedroom and electric light.)<\/p>\n
Word to the wise:<\/p>\n
Electric light is boring
\nIt doesn\u2019t flicker at all
\nUnless you prefer blindly soaring
\nYou\u2019ll have to use the light in the hall<\/p>\n
That was an impromptu poem. It was ABAB in rhyme scheme, and I believe it ranks with Shelley, Whitman, and one other great poet I can\u2019t think of at the moment!<\/p>\n
Anyway, enough bad poetry. I believe I was going to address my fun at the stadium. Work isn\u2019t too bad. I pays well at least. Jenny and I are having a bit of a tiff but to be honest, I really don\u2019t give a flying fuck. She (or Heather or Christopher) won\u2019t drive home with me if I drink anything at the stadium. That\u2019s fine by me except now its just me and Char and Jen has the damn parking pass. So I parked on the street once and the car got towed. It cost me $75 to get it out of the impound lost. That was not fun.<\/p>\n
Char and I haven\u2019t been getting along to badly so far this summer. We\u2019ve slept together a few times but its just been sex. She know I don\u2019t want to get back together with her, but she is still good to have around when I\u2019m horny. I found out (after we were boning at E. 316, which, by the way has been completely remodeled) that she slept with another guy. While at first this was a bit surprising, it just served to me as a great reason not to ever get back together with her. She said that when she was humping this guy she just imagined it was me. What a fucking joke! She also told me that she broke up with me because she thought i was screwing around, which just happened to be untrue. The more I think about it, the more I think I should just royally blow her off. If I did have a hard on every ten minutes, I\u2019d do it right now, but I think I\u2019ll just wait til I go back to school.<\/p>\n
I was supposed to go out with Wendy this weekend. But she just totally blew me off! I called her once and she said she was tired and hung over and that was the last I heard from her. God damn her anyway. I could really fall in love with her, I think I\u2019m finally ready for greatness and she just treats me like shit. I don\u2019t think she would ever go out with me anyway. I know I\u2019m just like a little brother type to her, Oh well.<\/p>\n
So thats basically me right now. My Dad found out I smoked and yelled at me. Kevin is going out with a girl named Sandy who seems fairly nice. She is apparently quite rich. Oh well. I\u2019m off to sleep although I feel like getting drunk. Once again, this is Ken, the cryogenic bachelor signing off.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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