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Whats On My Mind
Blog #3 I finally got the courage to go home. I was still trying to avoid my parents but I wanted to see Phoebe so bad. When I got there, I told her that I had flunked out of school. She got kind of mad and told me that my dad would kill me. I finally left because I didn’t want my parents to hear me. Phoebe gave me her Christmas money but I didn’t want to spend it. I called Mr. Antolini and he told me that I could stay at his house. When I got there he was very friendly and we talked for a while. I finally got to sleep. In the middle of the night, I felt someone petting my head. It was Mr. Antolini. I was so creeped out that I finally left. I ran to a subway station where I found a bench and went to sleep for the night.
Blog #4 Now I am in a mental institution. The treatment I am receiving seems to work because I am not as depressed as I used to be. Now that I am here, I realize how much better I can do in school if I really apply myself. I have stopped drinking and smoking simply because they don’t allow alcohol or cigarettes here. I am glad that my parents put me in this place because it has helped me out a lot.
Blog #2 The weirdest thing happened to me today. A man approached me in the elevator and sold me a prostitute. However, when she came up to my room I didn’t have sex with her. We just talked. When she was leaving I paid her, but she said it wasn’t enough. Anyway, I talked her out of it and she finally left. After a while, someone was knocking at the door. It was the pimp Maurice. He told me that I owed him more money and eventually pinned me against the wall and took the money himself. As if that wasn’t enough, he decided to punch me in the stomach. Unfortunately, I couldn’t breathe but I would have kicked his ass and got my money back.
Blog # 1 Today I got kicked out of Pency. I failed every class except for English because all of the people at my school were phony. Before I left, Stradlater asked me to write a composition for him. I don’t know why he asked me, because I am quite illiterate, but I said yes anyway. Then he asked to borrow my nice jacket because he was going on a date with Jane Gallagher. I was so jealous of old Stradlater because I had always had feelings for her. When he got back from his date he got mad at me because the composition wasn’t what he wanted. After we got in a fight I did a few more things and finally went on my way.
