How graffitti changes lives

Werd up! It's Sunday, the most boring day of the week. Homework day for me actually; summer classes suck. Anywho, the Polish Festival is only like 6 weeks away, Alk3 and Saves the Day is only 6 days away, and Eddie muthafuckin Money is only 12 days away! I am sooo pumped.

So we had to leave sitting behind Lindsay School because some wiggers/wanstaz white wanna be hoods decided to spray paint the church behind the school and those fools thought it was us. Now, this is when the whole "gang" fad was going on in Bay City and the stinkin cops thought every group of more than 2 kids were gonna go jump someone. So, needless to say, we started phasing out the memories of Lindsay and changing them into new ones between homes. We were at Gabe's a lot, but it did get old because he had no cable, no "games", and we all usually just hung around anyway so it didn't matter where we went. During the summer we started hanging out at Micheal's a lot during the day, and then Jessica and James' at night. We had it planned out pretty good. Go to Micheal's during the day when her parents were both at work, then head to Jessica/James that night because once their dad got home from work, their mom would of course hang out with him and we had free reign downstairs. The best part of the basement was obviously the pool table. Now we all know that every home in Bay City, built pre-1979, has a pool table built in the basement right? Like they pour the foundation, put the pool table in, then build the rest of the house. They're about as common as being asked by a total random dipshit if you know someone who sells weed while walking through the mall on a Friday night. Yeah, that common..

So Gabe and James were like already masters of billards, Shawn wasn't much further behind, and everyone else, including myself, were just there to play around and chill. Many of us honestly became better, or at least much better pool players there just by accident. When you sit around a pool table for 4 hours a night every night for like a year you gotta absorb something. We often had a bunch of people stop by besides the normal bunch. Jenny, James (Knappman), Randy, Matt, Tara, neighborhood one-offs, you know, other people, and especially during the summer we'd be down there so long you just forgot what time it was. It always felt like 10 p.m. down there. Needless to say, numerous great times just chillin occurred there and it's a shame that they sold the house a few years back. That house had such special memories all over it and I guess we'll just have to talk about from now on. (Much more with this setting throughout the tale)

The earliest memory I have of Jenny Rowell was hanging out at her house because nigga Shawn wanted to go chill with some girls one night. Now, I absolutely know that we met before this night, but I think this was the "time" when we started hanging out and were like, "oh, I know you." Whatev, I remember initally really being into Jenny, but she wasn't into me. She was probably into Shawn (hahahah, he did have a minivan!), anyway, I started to give up and find someone or something else and then she started getting into me, but you know me...always playin hard to get with every girl i've ever met. So, yeah we became good friends, started hanging out more and that will lead us into the next subject (well, not the next blog, but the second to next blog).

So about Micheal and I. While hanging out all summer we started to realize that we did like each other. With Randy and Jessica getting together near the end of that school year, I wasn't about to try to steal Jessica away from a great friend at that time. We became a good couple because we got along. The only thing I never liked about her was that fucking Marilyn Manson kick everyone was going through (must've been the fallout from the hoodrat wanksta trend), and of course she was the only one of my friends to get into it. I just didnt get it, but she wasnt some "let's cut ourselves" retard, so we got along just fine. Well, not much interesting juicy stuff really happened between us (i'll save that for the rest of my girlfriend entries), but I could sum up our relationship as being "good". I do enjoy the times we had together (dating or not) and hope when we all chill again someday that she'll be around.

Okay before I gotta finish this friggin homework...Higgin's REDWINGS!!!! Yay! So, during the summer, one of Jessica and Micheal's friends named Amy (forgot last name) decided to runaway from her home in Essexville and come near us. Lame yes, but she though you could just spend the night forever at your friends house like no one would ever notice. That's what you get for smoking weed everyday and thinking the world will take care of you when you're 15. (Later, we all found out that is NOT the case) Well, of course she decides that she'll just stay in a tent down by the river. (yes, DOWN BY THE RIVER) You know, down by Defoe park and the train bridge area, those woods where just 2 weeks before I "accidentally" lit a tire on fire and found out you can't put it out using Mountain Dew, and that trees burn too! Yes, those woods. Well, she did not have tent, but guess who did...Higgins!!! So, we all can see where this is going. He decides to borrow her his tent and slip on over there "protect" her for a few nights. I mean it's camping right??? Well, he comes over the next day trying to brag about how he scored and all, but not using his dick. Now what the hell is that? Either you did or you didn't. He proceeds to inform us of the wonderful details about how cool it is to go down on a girl when it's her time of the month (or in some cases, time of every week, haha). You can just imagine Higgin's bright red haired head movin around in that shit.

Hope the visual of that holds you through til tomorrow!!

This has been some weak stuff, but i assure you tomorrow it gets into the great, naughty, throwdown, drag out, details of when everyone starts to go insane, find out what booze and sex are, and of course...some how Jenny Rowell hooks me up with my first serious girlfriend. Jeez, How the hell did that happen Jen???

Music: Mighty Mighty Bosstones