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Printed from https://shop.writing.com/main/books/entry_id/228552-Texan-Alaskan-Pride
by Dris
Rated: 13+ · Book · Experience · #451445
A chronicle of my life starting from June 21, 2002.
#228552 added February 19, 2003 at 11:51pm
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Texan-Alaskan Pride
February 19, 2003


         Wow, I kinda got out of habit. It's been a while!
         No, I'm not Texan. And I'm certainly not Alaskan. It's just the team I made up for Ultimate Frisbee today after church. We stayed out until like 10pm playing it. Scandalous. Ugh.
         Anyways, looking at the last entry, things are going great. I've been waking myself up in the morning, and even nearly consistently showing up to school on time! Yay!
         I was kind of wired this morning. No caffiene. Just naturally hyper. It was goodness. I had some caffiene later anyway, even though I didn't really need it. It's good stuff.
         So I guess fireworks are illegal in Goddard city limits...And I guess bottle rockets are illegal in the state of Kansas. My friend and I were shooting them off on the way to church and got busted. Here's an excerpt from the scene:

         "Where you boys goin'?"
         Scott, misunderstanding what he said, answers, "We don't have a gun."
         "Why don't you boys stop talkin' s*** and tell me where you're goin'?"
         He began questioning us on our profile and jotting it down. He spelled my mom's name wrong, I could see it pretty clearly. He tried scaring us with "You wanna go to jail?" Since when are people sent to jail for fireworks? They're probably trained to say that to kids to scare the crap out of them. Didn't really work.
         "How old are you, boy?"
         "Fifteen...No, sixteen." I'd already given my birthdate, he could have added it up. Oh well.
         "Did you just turn sixteen?"
         "No."
         "Then why are you having trouble remembering?"
         "Because I'm talking to a cop." Duh.

         Well, nothing much happened after all the interrogation. He took Scott's bottle rocket stash. Jerk. He didn't see the one stuck in the ground that he nearly stepped on. Heh. Of course, we didn't go back to get it.
         Anyways, that makes me an outlaw...Twice! (this plus the graffiti incident at the end of last year's school year)
         Lesson learned. Fireworks are bad inside Goddard.
         In other news, there's not much news to tell. Therefore, it's time for recommended listening: Blossom by Candlebox. Probably not the first appearance. Good song. Goodnight.

~ Dris ~

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