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I Brought A Knife to Our Gunfight- Now I’m Bringing Flowers to Your Grave

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The best thing that happened to me this week was getting a popsicle- I think that may be the God’s honest truth too.

For my senior quote, I was going to pick the Pepperidge Farm slogan, “Never have an ordinary day”, but I went with a Kurt Cobain quote instead because I thought it’d stand out amongst all the Bible verses and teen movie taglines everyone else used. True to form, the past few days were anything but ordinary.

Mom and Dad helped me move in to my apartment on Sunday and I was bummed from the get go. I walk in and the first thing I see is a brick retaining wall through the window of a dim living room. Fuck. I mean, even the guys on death row in the State Penitentiary down Western Boulevard get a view of some grass! Turns out when the sun comes out it gets super bright and there’s a tree right there too, so it’s not as bad as I originally thought. I’m still thinking of chalking things onto the wall for fun though. So we fung shui the furniture around in my new room and then check out Charles’ contribution to our kitchen area- a full on twenty piece cutlery set with deboning knives and meat cleavers that look straight out of Texas Chainsaw Massacre. Needless to say, our kitchen’s fully functional now. Mom and Dad took me to Busy Bee and the waitress finally figured out what beer it was they got from there so long ago- Blanche de Brussels. They headed back once I got everything settled and I had a night of relative quiet. The following days were what got pretty weird.

The first day of school went like this. I woke up early and skated to the bus stop to be prepared. After waiting for a bit, I remembered I left my schedule inside. Turns out it was in my pocket all along and sure enough as I rush back, the bus is pulling away and lumbering down the street, the engine roaring like it was laughing at me for being a dumb ass. Fuck. I chase it. I roll down the street as it disappears in the distance.”This is what Purgatory will be like”, I say to myself as I push uphill under the gray sky, “chasing after something I can never quite get.” Next stop: Hell. Please stand behind the white line for your safety. Next stop: Hell. The bus was long gone and I was way sweaty. I rolled back defeated to my apartment to await the next one.

When I finally get to school and get done with the first class that day, I went to go “skate” at the Flatspot. I put skate in quotes because just standing around got you soaked and there was no way to move around because of all the poster vendors and religious groups handing out popsicles. Next stop: Salvation. Connecting routes to Peace and Hope are unavailable today. We are sorry for this inconvenience. Next stop: Salvation. To add injury to insult, I straight up destroyed my big toe, so now I look like a tween girl who played with mommy’s blue nail polish. I cut my loses and trudge on through the rest of the day. The classes seem cool though- legit Southern boy for North Carolina history who swears up a storm and dropped some wisdom on relationships and how to defend your Southern dignity. We were all stoked. That night we had some beers with the homies. I ended up having to stomach some real talk and an ass whooping in Halo. I loaded the dishwasher and then I loaded myself into bed to get another night of “sleep” (three hours of lying there and two hours of awake before the alarm goes off.) I’m pretty glad I got that popsicle from my friend May at LocoPops. I think the church group only had grape and cherry. Maybe if you join you get orange.

I’ll have Internet access on Saturday. That’s all for now. Later.

Surely a Price Is Paid for These Delicious Treats: Mexican Chocolate locopop

Blowing It: Time Warner Cable

Listen to This: “Yeah, Yeah, Yeah”- New Politics

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Written by dstclaire

August 19, 2010 at 12:54 pm

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  1. LOVE it!

    Mel

    August 22, 2010 at 12:28 pm

  2. […] “Yeah Yeah Yeah”- New Politics http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Q7RCQhuRdhw. Usually I don’t have a song for a very specific occasion since I listen to so much so often, but the first day of senior year of college was exactly this song. The music video really speaks to me because this guy dances just like I do when no one’s looking- just flailing and spazing out in an ironically artful sort of way. For an in depth narrative of my first day, in which this was the sole song playing on my iPod, check out my previous post: https://dstclaire.wordpress.com/2010/08/19/i-brought-a-knife-to-our-gunfight-now-im-bringing-flowers-…. […]


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