You know, as with each passing year, I, along with about everyone who doesn't have life handed to them on a silver plate, have gone through a lot of stupid shit. I have the stress of still not being able to get a job, no matter what I do, how nice I try to look when applying, and how many places I try. Then there is my jacket. I dated this girl for awhile, and she took it (or we traded jackets for the night or some other stupid shit like that, the point being I was supposed to eventually get it back). She refuses give it back, and I have asked as politely as I could. Finally, me and Dylan go to her house to see if her mom would give me my jacket (or atleast make my ex give it to me) She was sitting out side of her house with these two other guys who were smoking or something (It could have been her bother and his boy friend or something, but I don't know or care) So, me and dylan go to Josh Thomas's house, where we also meet up with Rowdy Altum, and Caleb. We watch some of Rowdys skate videos (he's incredible at skateboarding) and we all decided to go over to her house, knock on the door, and see if she will be nice enough to run up to her room (or whereever she keeps it) but despite hearing people inside, no one answers.
She callas me that night saying what I am doing could be technically clasified as harrasment and she was gonna call the cops, when all she had to do was give my jacket back and I never would have had to bother her again. I don't think she threw it away because if she did, don't you think she would have told me.1
Besides all of that, I have the usual teenage gripes, nothing worth a post. Had an awesome weekend, and my Comrades have been by my side.
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