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Thursday, August 19, 2010

Refusal to Return a Head Nod

First week of school is almost over. It's been hectic, just like high school ought to be. My grade got a new set of lockers this year, but they're in rows and they're all really close together. So close together, in fact, that it's next to impossible to get in and out. I'm serious--it's a huge issue. It's like the army...or the Holocaust. I had to wait ten minutes yesterday to get from my locker to the outside of the locker complex.


Those lockers could lure out the claustrophobia in anyone--even Houdini, I imagine. Today I had a nervous breakdown at the lockers. I just threw down my books and shouted, "That's it! I've had it! I'm never coming back here again! That's right--I'm leaving. You can say your goodbye's now." Of course, nobody said goodbye, and it wasn't a very dramatic exit because...I couldn't leave.


On a different note, any of you read Be More Chill by Ned Vizzini? The main character, Jeremy, kept record of all of the bad things that happened to him socially at school. He had a chart with sections like "Snotty Comment" or "Snicker" or "People whispering behind my back." One of these such sections was dedicated to "Refusal to Return a Head Nod." This is the one I'm concerned with. Today that happened nearly ten times. At the end of the day, when I finally got to see some of my better friends, the first thing I asked them was, "You can see me, right?" I had to make sure I wasn't experiencing the same thing as Nick Powell in The Invisible.

Worse, I'm never just nod my head. I'm not subtle with those things. I'm the type of guys to wave my hand frantically in the air at someone I know and to nearly shout, "Hey, dude brother!" How can you not respond to that?

Enough of my social plots. Today we discussed summer reading books in small groups. One of the books I read was The Art of Racing in the Rain. Brilliant book, I definitely suggest it. There is this one part where a stuffed animal zebra rapes a teddy bear, but that's another story.

Thanks for reading, but where'd you all go? Everyone who used to read is gone!

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