SlIm MaNiAc :P

…at a friends house. I remember walking home in a warm summer drizzle at night. The lights reflected on the wet streets, and for a moment I thought the world was beautiful. What I wouldn’t do to feel that way again.

…or after, but I think it was before. I went to vocational school for half my school day, and I was in a radio DJ class. The class was stupid and pointless and the only parts I enjoyed were being in the booth and playing the three good songs they had in their collection and acting like an ass while the whole class had to sit and listen. My best memory is a class project we had. The assignment was to make a mix tape of a FEW segments of a FEW songs of your favorite band to share with the class. At that time for me, it was of course Nirvana! When I went to make the mix tape, I found that I had to grab at least a whole verse or chorus, and could not grab just small segments. And I also found I wanted to put all of my favorite songs on the tape. Realizing I had exceeded the time I would be using in my presentation, I decided I would just fast forward through the tape as needed. Before class the next day, a group of kids were standing to the side passing around a very large joint. I squeezed myself into the circle and had a few puffs. I didn’t smoke much at the time, so needless to stay I was pretty fucked up when class started. I don’t remember much, but when it was my turn to get in front of the class, I proceeded to make an ass out of myself. I introduced my favorite band and started playing the tape. I was a little wasted and found myself grooving into each song so much that I couldn’t fast forward and just kept playing the tape until I noticed my teacher and fellow students were trying to get me to turn off the music. I finished and I went back to my desk and passed out. The teacher came by and asked me if I was feeling alright, I said yes and she left me alone the rest of the class. I’m sure she knew, as well as the rest of the class, that I was stoned off my ass! But I have a feeling that I wouldn’t have been able to stop the music even if I hadn’t been high. I was just so connected to the music at the time. The End.