OK another Science story. We had these glasses of water, these sedimentary rocks, and eyedroppers. (It was some kind of experiment). Well anyway, Tyler filled one of the eyedroppers full of water and soaked the back of my neck and sweater. So I swore I’d get him back. Later, Tyler was shooting little pieces of rock all around the room. The last one he shot hit me right in the mouth. Shit man, that sucker hurt! Anyway, then Mrs. Culver said something and we both picked up an eyedropper. Tyler squirted water on my hand and then I thought: “Hell, he’s getting it now!” And got him on his arm! Mrs. Culver said something about brilliance, but it was, wasn’t it?
I was a teenager during the years 1984-1989. I lived in New England at this time. I also kept a diary. You know how people will describe teenagers and say stuff like "oh they are so sophisticated for their age!" As you will see, this never applied to me. I was a massive wallflower. A dorky, un-hip, living-in-a-bubble child of the 80's. In other words, a teenage dumbass.
Monday, June 18, 2012
Tuesday, November 20, 1984 (age 13)
OK another Science story. We had these glasses of water, these sedimentary rocks, and eyedroppers. (It was some kind of experiment). Well anyway, Tyler filled one of the eyedroppers full of water and soaked the back of my neck and sweater. So I swore I’d get him back. Later, Tyler was shooting little pieces of rock all around the room. The last one he shot hit me right in the mouth. Shit man, that sucker hurt! Anyway, then Mrs. Culver said something and we both picked up an eyedropper. Tyler squirted water on my hand and then I thought: “Hell, he’s getting it now!” And got him on his arm! Mrs. Culver said something about brilliance, but it was, wasn’t it?
OK another Science story. We had these glasses of water, these sedimentary rocks, and eyedroppers. (It was some kind of experiment). Well anyway, Tyler filled one of the eyedroppers full of water and soaked the back of my neck and sweater. So I swore I’d get him back. Later, Tyler was shooting little pieces of rock all around the room. The last one he shot hit me right in the mouth. Shit man, that sucker hurt! Anyway, then Mrs. Culver said something and we both picked up an eyedropper. Tyler squirted water on my hand and then I thought: “Hell, he’s getting it now!” And got him on his arm! Mrs. Culver said something about brilliance, but it was, wasn’t it?
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