After their time at the zoo with Mr.Pignati they started to go to his house after school. Mr.Pignati always had hors d'oeuvres for the kids. The kids started going over day after day till they final thought they should tell Mr.Pignati they made up the J and L fun. After they told him he was upset but they cheered him up. At one of his visits it went bad.
We did stop for breakfast, but because we were so wired, couldn’t eat and spent the next few hours smoking a bong full of hash until we were ready to crash. Chris pointed out an extra bedroom, so Bonnie went in stripped off her clothes crawled into bed and passed out. Waking up at around dinner time, Bonnie and I took a shower together soaping up each other and making out before deciding to go out and party some more. After another night of speed, pot, and booze I decided to mix it up a bit by screwing for the rest of the night. We finally passed out, and it was lunchtime before we next saw daylight and began to prepare ourselves for the drive back to
Sometimes the boys would skip class or go to the beach illegally or they would even use their fake IDs to buy beer. On day Finny told Gene they were going to be doing a double jump and just like always Finny and Gene would start the jump first, but that day Finny fell off the tree and broke his leg. Finny had to go back home but Gene had to go to school. Leper had moved away, and Brinker was in a room across from Gene. Brinker said it was Gene plan all along to get Finny out of his room.
one of my other cherished memories from color guard is when we were suppose to have practice but it got canceled so me and a couple of other color guard members walked around town it was so funny we went to Mario's pizza a pared of us with our flags and all eyes locked on us we sat down shoved all of our flags into one booth and sat in the other and we went up to the counter and ordered a large cheese pizza and sat down then mason gets up to get napkins and knocks a whole shelf down that had things on it and I had to help him clean it all up then we resumed eating our pizza then Pj walks in all hyped up on sugar and starts yelling so we made him do laps around the parking lot that was a fun day Another color guard memories is when we were first learning how to do toaster turns and when you fist do them they hurt a lot it was funny well not me doing it seeing the seventh graders doing it or when was our first time ever with a flag and our choch said that we had seven minutes to mess around it was so funny cause we were trying to do tosses and you kind of just hear bunch o clanging cause none of us know the proper way to catch it it was really funnt so those are some of my cherished childhood memories hope you
My breakfast was the same as any other morning, a bowl of cereal and some yogurt. After breakfast I ran a quick routine check of my lacrosse bag. As soon as I opened it, the smell of my pads hit me like a truck, even though I had been playing for two years at that point and should have been used to it by then. It smelled someone hadn’t showered in six months and had rolled in wet dog. On the way to High Velocity I kept thinking that I had the chance to become a freshman on the varsity team.
Soccer There once was a soccer game. It was going to be the other team that wins because the other team was in the lead and they just pushed so we get a free kick in the 18 box. I was the one taking the shot and it went in the goal and then everybody was comparing the ball to the goalie. Then there was a DQ because we were in Caro so we stopped and got dinner and then went home to eat and go to sleep and rest for the next day for school. That day at school I was happy because our team had won by 1 more point.
My friend don't understand me, they don't understand why I act out like that, they don't even tried to understand it. Once I think why I have no friends, I find out, I have to change and improve myself. Before, I wandering for friends, but after I change myself, I become an insider. I got friends, but even I have friends, I could see some outsider with no friend. The insiders act kind to the outsider, only when they are face to face.
Friday, April 19, 2013, took place when I was in fifth grade, a month away from leaving the elementary school I had grown to love. I woke up later than normal because I had an operation scheduled for my knee, for it had loose ligaments that caused the kneecap to slip out of place. The first time that my kneecap popped out of joint took place when I stepped down the stairs at my grandma’s house on a cold November night. From that point on, I had to be extra careful in gym class. One time I ended up kicking a ball in Big Base and fell down because my knee had popped.
I was vulnerable. I don’t even fully remember how I got here, yes fully, my memory of the encounter is immensely vague. The moments of my struggling went by so much slower than they actually did. I can still hear his rough voice in my ear, “Stop trying, you’re gonna lose. He was right.
It was so hard because the kid was so angry and so hurt that he started acting out. The kid would talk down to him tell him he wasn’t his father and that was something he couldn’t deal with. So my friend stopped picking him up, and stop spending time with him. He still sees him from time to time but it won’t ever be the same. That lady never imagine that lie would have ever come out.