Context: I once knew a dude who was notorious for doing unhinged shit. He was like the epitome of lore. Hobbies? He had em. Skateboarding, woodworking, poetry, theater, art, roller blading, guitar, knitting, I'm sure the list goes on. Getting in trouble in class? He literally did not care. Everything he said was insane. He once loudly discussed how he was going to construct an elaborate pulley system over the highway to end it all if he one day decided that he had nothing to live for (which I doubt will ever happen, considering how much he is able to find to do). His father was standing right there in the room. He was my introduction to The Human Centipede. His room looked like a Scholastic Book Fair. His music taste was all over the place. He had a song of the day every day, I think. He actually introduced me to this song that I really like. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NIGMUAMevH0
Needless to say, Dan (name changed for anonymity reasons) knew how to get up to some trouble. In this instance, Dan had actually disappeared from our school for months. A lot of theories bounced around. Last time this had happened, the man was sent to military school for vandalizing the middle school bathroom with a glorious display of wet toilet paper smashed onto the mirrors (you can guess which shape he opted for). Some of our friends thought that he could have been sent off to the psych ward or arrested because of his antics. Well, they weren't too far off with the latter guess.
Dan showed up months later with an ankle monitor on and a fresh pair of shoes. He was very keen on showing off the shoes, because apparently his parents weren't allowing him to do anything with his money but buy clothes and shoes and he wasn't allowed to do much other than work. (He had become quite the sneakerhead by this point). We asked him what the deal with the ankle monitor was, and the story goes as follows:
Over the Summer, Dan had this long-distance girlfriend that he had, I believe, met on Snapchat. She was in New York; Dan was in the Midwest. Bad deal. What is Dan's solution? Well, good old Dan, being a teenager that has worked ever since he was first told that he could (he had also been playing the stock market since the 8th grade), had hundreds if not thousands of dollars stashed away. He decided to use this money to get an Uber to the airport and fly to New York without his parents knowing. I am proud to say that Dan made it to New York. Unfortunately, Dan did not make it out of the JFK airport before he was apprehended by the police and his parents had to make the drive up to New York to come pick him up and drive him alllll the way back to the Midwest.
Apparently between the time where he had left school and come back, he had been enrolled at a trade school that he promptly got kicked out of for giving other students sweet DIY tattoos, but that is neither here nor there. The point is: I am about to follow in Dan's footsteps. Is Dan a man to be trusted? Debatable. I am pretty sure Dan is selling timeshares for a living now. However, one thing Dan does undeniably know how to do is suck the zest out of life. As a result of this divine influence, I too have just booked a ticket to New York to see my long-distance girlfriend.
Do my parents know? No. I'll probably tell them maybe. Do my friends know? No! Some will never hear of this venture until our wedding day. Despite this, I think the fact that I am currently in college and have been with my girlfriend for over a year makes it a bit better, or worse depending on your view of things. Needless to say, I am curious to see how this will pan out. I am very excited to see her. I'll be ditching class on Friday and Monday so we can spend a dope four-day weekend together. Yolo!
I'm going to try to book a ride to the airport by using some sketchy shuttle site or by asking another college student for a ride. The flight is at like 7am and the ride to the airport is like two hours, so a greyhound doesn't seem to be in the cards. The fact that (Don't Fear) The Reaper just came on may or may not be some dramatic irony there. I honestly might leave the day before the flight and stay in a nearby hotel for the night just so I don't have to worry about being late for the flight. My only issue with that is MONEYYYYYYYYYYYY. Why must things be expensive.
My girlfriend is so very sweet and insisted on paying for half so it's fair. I was honestly just going to pay for it all out of pocket because that doesn't feel like her responsibility, but it's very nice of her to offer. We're both very excited. We'll see how things go!
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