I slept in today.
All my friends are in school.
I stopped going a few weeks ago. I don’t like it at all. Mom finally stopped breaking my balls. It was getting annoying.
The teachers at school are a pain in my ass.
I don’t like being told what to do.
But I do like gym class. I like the teacher, he’s the football coach.
Oh, forgot to tell you, I go to John Jay high school down on seventh avenue.
I’m 14, a freshman, ninth grade. I do like the way they have it set up though. 9th and 10th graders from from 12:05 to 5:30. Juniors and seniors go in the morning.
I don’t need anyone telling me what to do. I do what I want, okay? They have security guards all over the school. Metal detectors at the door. Someone told me not to go in the bathroom that I’ll get jumped. I went a few times, no one fucked with me.
So leave me alone…I’m a drop-out and I don’t care.
I don’t need school. I’m going to be an ironworker some day. Local 40. My Grandfather can get me a job.
I look out my bedroom window and the sun is out. I like these days. I can walk around the city later today. When it rains or if it’s cold outside, I gotta find someplace indoors.
My girlfriend goes to St. Saviour’s. I miss her. Wish we could hang out today but I have to wait for her to get out of school. I haven’t seen her in two days. We talked on the phone last night but it’s not the same as being with her. Her mother always tells her to get off the phone.
I’m heading down to East 5th street to play some ball.
See ya later!