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PonyPotato · 03-03-2008, 12:35 PM

March of my junior year of high school on a Monday? I'd probably be at academic team practice right now.

Halx · 03-03-2008, 12:44 PM

In my bedroom with my dick in my hand.

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Originally Posted by Philangicality

I am in my friend Leo's BMW hanging out the passenger side drinking Kava and looking for girls in the Westlake Promenade (Local strip mall) being foolish and forgetting about all the milfs doing Christmas shopping that would love to experiment with a teenager so that they can forget about their rich husbands that do not know how to love them properly, and feel young again, when their life was so much more simple without the burden of a family...

...Ugh... I blacked out... What happened?

I remember that strip mall. Ahh, I miss Cali.

Punk.of.Ages · 03-03-2008, 01:14 PM

Out on a corner downtown, selling acid and spanging up enough money to go see whatever show was coming that night and get a 30 case of nati light.

ring · 03-03-2008, 01:39 PM

Standing at attention for three hours at a stretch,
not even being able to converse with the police officer next to me,
11:00 pm, Tucson International Airport.
Waiting three hours for the last departure of the day,anticipating
the sounds and sights of the approaching passengers as they prepared
to board the airplane...them watching me..me watching them..the final round of screening, scrutinizing...the controlled yet friendly banter..the drama..
an odd blend of friendly tension for us all..

I would occasionally wonder if any of them would be the feds that routinely
tested us...reading faces...some weary...some excited...
some sad...bored...haughty..afraid...clueless..hungry...
yeah...that's enough..

Eweser · 03-03-2008, 02:02 PM

It would be my junior year of high school and we would be getting ready for the upcoming softball season. We did make it to the state tournament for the 2nd out of three times in my four years of high school. Alas, we lost in the first round....for the 2nd time.....we was runner-up the next year though...

Bear Cub · 03-03-2008, 02:20 PM

It's about 3 am, and the stress from my freshman year has completely reversed my sleep cycle. I head outside with a lit cigarette and work my way towards the walkway outside the dorm that crosses the river.

Lining that walkway is an array of old-fashioned light posts. Most of the area is dark, making the glow coming from the buildings across the river stand out even more. I would lean over the side of the railing, blow out the smoke, and just watch the murky water run past. It gets disorienting every so often, so I'd look away to snap out of it before looking down again. The occasional straggler walks by, neither myself nor they acknowledge one another. In a city that big, in a campus that size, the serenity is remarkable.

03-03-2008, 12:35 PM	#81 (permalink)
PonyPotato Soaring Location: Ohio!	March of my junior year of high school on a Monday? I'd probably be at academic team practice right now. __________________ "Without passion man is a mere latent force and possibility, like the flint which awaits the shock of the iron before it can give forth its spark." — Henri-Frédéric Amiel

03-03-2008, 01:14 PM	#83 (permalink)
Punk.of.Ages Forming Location: ....a state of pure inebriation.	Out on a corner downtown, selling acid and spanging up enough money to go see whatever show was coming that night and get a 30 case of nati light. __________________ "The fact is that censorship always defeats its own purpose, for it creates, in the end, the kind of society that is incapable of exercising real discretion..." - Henry Steel Commager "Punk rock music is great music played by really bad, drunk musicians." -Fat Mike

03-03-2008, 02:02 PM	#85 (permalink)
Eweser Psycho Location: O-K-L-A-H-O-M-A	It would be my junior year of high school and we would be getting ready for the upcoming softball season. We did make it to the state tournament for the 2nd out of three times in my four years of high school. Alas, we lost in the first round....for the 2nd time.....we was runner-up the next year though... __________________ "Whoever wrote this episode should die!"

03-03-2008, 01:39 PM	#84 (permalink)
ring ░ Location: ❤	Standing at attention for three hours at a stretch, not even being able to converse with the police officer next to me, 11:00 pm, Tucson International Airport. Waiting three hours for the last departure of the day,anticipating the sounds and sights of the approaching passengers as they prepared to board the airplane...them watching me..me watching them..the final round of screening, scrutinizing...the controlled yet friendly banter..the drama.. an odd blend of friendly tension for us all.. I would occasionally wonder if any of them would be the feds that routinely tested us...reading faces...some weary...some excited... some sad...bored...haughty..afraid...clueless..hungry... yeah...that's enough..

03-03-2008, 02:20 PM	#86 (permalink)
Bear Cub The Reverend Side Boob Location: Nofe Curolina	It's about 3 am, and the stress from my freshman year has completely reversed my sleep cycle. I head outside with a lit cigarette and work my way towards the walkway outside the dorm that crosses the river. Lining that walkway is an array of old-fashioned light posts. Most of the area is dark, making the glow coming from the buildings across the river stand out even more. I would lean over the side of the railing, blow out the smoke, and just watch the murky water run past. It gets disorienting every so often, so I'd look away to snap out of it before looking down again. The occasional straggler walks by, neither myself nor they acknowledge one another. In a city that big, in a campus that size, the serenity is remarkable.