musicankane
I blew a monkey once.
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I am not what you would call a special guy. In fact I am hardly noticeable in the big wide world of high school. Not that it mattered anymore, I was an eighteen year old senior and I was getting ready to move on from this hell hole. No more being an outsider, a geek, a nerd, a doofus. No more Dungeons and Dragons or Magic the Gathering. No I would make a stand for myself in college. I was going to be one of the cool kids...err adults.
My name is Jake Ryan and I am a senior here at Bellmont High School. Four months from now I will be graduating and moving on with my life. Far away from watching the people around me live what appeared to be incredible lives. I often sat with my small group of friends and looked across the cafeteria to were all the cheerleaders and athletic girls hung out. To me they seemed like goddesses, heavenly bodies of womanly glory so far out of my reach I could never hope to attain them.
I would watch them kiss and hug and hang onto the jocks on campus, the royal fucktards with nothing going for them except good looks or whatever. Their existance was as swallow as their desires. They would talk about who was the hottest chick on campus and compete to see who could fuck the most sluts as they were called. Of course none of the girls knew that, or if they did, they ignored such insults. They would rather be pretty and popular than valued as people.
For example take Sarah Lovine, the captain of the varsity girls volleyball team. She was crafted from stone, a gift upon this Earth. I would treat her like the only star in the sky. She would be my everything. Yet she dated Chris Pecker who really was a giant dick. There was nothing redeeming about this prick, everyday I wake up hoping he gets hit by a car. But instead, I see him with my darling Sarah while I am alone and to shy to stand up for myself.
Maybe I'm just a dick too. Maybe I would have a girlfriend if I just grew a pair of balls.
After school one day I decided I would go up to Sarah and tell her how I feel. Even if she laughs at me, then at least I would have been man enough to say it. Right?
My name is Jake Ryan and I am a senior here at Bellmont High School. Four months from now I will be graduating and moving on with my life. Far away from watching the people around me live what appeared to be incredible lives. I often sat with my small group of friends and looked across the cafeteria to were all the cheerleaders and athletic girls hung out. To me they seemed like goddesses, heavenly bodies of womanly glory so far out of my reach I could never hope to attain them.
I would watch them kiss and hug and hang onto the jocks on campus, the royal fucktards with nothing going for them except good looks or whatever. Their existance was as swallow as their desires. They would talk about who was the hottest chick on campus and compete to see who could fuck the most sluts as they were called. Of course none of the girls knew that, or if they did, they ignored such insults. They would rather be pretty and popular than valued as people.
For example take Sarah Lovine, the captain of the varsity girls volleyball team. She was crafted from stone, a gift upon this Earth. I would treat her like the only star in the sky. She would be my everything. Yet she dated Chris Pecker who really was a giant dick. There was nothing redeeming about this prick, everyday I wake up hoping he gets hit by a car. But instead, I see him with my darling Sarah while I am alone and to shy to stand up for myself.
Maybe I'm just a dick too. Maybe I would have a girlfriend if I just grew a pair of balls.
After school one day I decided I would go up to Sarah and tell her how I feel. Even if she laughs at me, then at least I would have been man enough to say it. Right?