Going out, visit the Kucera’s to see if they want to go. The place is a mess and I gut upset and leave. Drive around, come back and the place is clean and we go in.
At school, have to get to math class. Girl says I’m on the wrong bus. Get off and walk to the class. It’s just getting out-I look in the room then leave. Start back to my room-across a field, past some frisbee players, up a hill. Go through a building-it’s very crowded, and I think about how I’m an older person here. Outside, listen to someone making noise. Think about going to do that too.
My exciting life, this place