Dreadlock reactions...Round Zwei Round Eins was yesterday
More of the same, more or less. The important people said the right things, the less desireables I don't give a shit about.
Highlights for today
- The school principal walked by, and did a doubletake. He stopped to say, "Wow, I wish I could do that." Then he asked me questions relating to dreadlocks in general. He surprised me by knowing alot about them. Crazy hippie.
- A classmate of mine made an interesting comparison of my hair. He said that my hair reminded him of some bud that he had in his stash at home. To that I said, "No Nick, I'm sorry, but you can't smoke my hair."
After a throughly reaming day of school, I wished I had some of those nugs he was talking about. Piss.
I got home to find that my new Canon camera had arrived. I sat around taking pictures of nothing (I have no film). I read the manual back to front, front to back ("Clubheads in the house causin a heart attack..."). With this cam, I basically overpaid for a lower model than what I had originally ordered, but the whiz bang power of a new toy is satisfaction enough.
I went to fencing practice. My coach was in a pissy mood (so what else is new? Type A personality, hardcore.) I made the best out of it, and had the best time. Adrenaline makes you euphoric.
So now here I am. Euphoric. Pleasant. A kinder, gentler me. It's kinda sad that tomorrow's another day. This moment should last as long as I deem worthy. And right now, it should last until infinity.