Today I woke up for the final time at about 8:40 a.m. but earlier in the day I had a very interesting experience when I woke up at about 4 or so. I can't really remember the time exactly, but I remember rolling out of bed to use the bathroom and wondering what was different. For one reason or another I felt like I was very detached from reality; almost spacious. Then, I noticed my movements started to become very direct and I had the familiar feeling like I could almost squeeze air out of my hands. These were symptoms which felt very familiar to me, but at the time I couldn't place them to save my life. Looking back, there is little to no doubt in my mind I was high. I don't know how, but it must've still been in my system from the weekend.
Anyways, I woke up sober as a priest on sunday, at about 8:40. Though, I was EXHAUSTED beyond all feeling. It was the first day back from spring break and most of my being was dedicated to staying in bed. I mean, it wouldn't be such a big deal - I would only miss one class, (9:00 a.m. history, which is a breeze anyways) Unfortunately, I felt I had to go. It felt as though I had to say "Yes" to early learning. However, I took my time and arrived 20 minutes late. i walked in with flowing swagger. My shoulders rolled from side to side like a panther stalking prey. Champ status. peeps recognized.(+5 charisma) LEVEL UP! I talked to that girl from English for a bit on my way back to my room, and I think I played my cards alright, cause by English class she had made a list of music for me.
But between History and English I took what felt like a well deserved nap. (though reflecting now, it's apparent I was just being a bum) and I played my guitar in a really nice jam sesh. I played a song called "Sink to the Bottom", by this band Fountains of Wayne. (the guys who sang "Stacey''s Mom") Anyways, it was really nice cause we never woulda found this song without this "Yes" experiment.
Come time for English I was late to class again by like 5 minutes. We wrote and had "group discussions" and not much homework was assigned. However It was some well needed info and if anyone has any old research papers related to work and social justice, please let me know. After English, I had a long phone conversation with my dad and just sorta bummed around till dinner; It was nice. Before dinner, I shot a text to that one chick who's number I got saturday - she has yet to respond, but no biggie, already might've found another potential squeeze. But yeah one of the fellas across the hall knocked on my door asking me if I was going to dinner. So I did. We went to dinner and STUFFED. It felt nice, seeing as during break it felt like there was never enough food. (also this is where that new potential bitty was discovered) Anyways, feeling sick from all the food I went back to the dorms, played more music, and had a nice chat with my pal Heather, upstairs. For those of you who don't know my roommate's name is Tony, he brought this girl around who I guess they had "a thing but not really" - sort of thing with. It was just nice seeing him happy.
(But they went to hang out… all day. =P)
That left me in the room and I just felt like playing more music, so I did. I learned "If I ever leave this world alive" by Flogging Molly. Also, I'm trying to reconstruct the nearly perfect Happy CD I made some time ago. (for those of you who know what's up, it's the one with Walcott, Noah and the Whale, Soft, Jumper - so if you remember any songs from it PLEEEZE do not hesitate to lemme know - DANNY FOX)
Also the people I've grown closest to here came back from their trip to Kona, on the big island. (E-man Sara Treston Tucker) So I bothered them for a bit upstairs. It was flipping nice seeing them again. We just sat around and talked about stuff and other things for a bit until it came time for bed, and here we are.
Till tomorrow,
Cheers
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