Yeah so i've been a mess lately, like a terrible terrible mess. i go to sleep either at like 8 or 12. then i wake up either at 4:30, 6, or 11:30, i don't leave the house much anymore, ever since tuesday. i know that was only, what, 2 days ago but it seems like it's been a lot longer than that. but yeah so i just mope around all day watching movies on the hbo channels or whatever. of course my older brother John is still picking up his $600 dollar a week unemployment check. i wish i was getting paid for doing nothing. he doesn't like it though, greico's dad is gonna try to get him a job considering the manning name is pretty important in the union. so i've been listening to Mae alot.......a lot. in fact the only times Mae isn't playing in my house is when i'm in my car and then i'm listening to alkaline trio or something. but yeah so it feels like my throat is closing up on me and it kills whenever i try to swallow. my own saliva, water, anything, it hurts....a lot....a real lot. i went to the doctors on monday to get it looked at and then were not interested in that, they payed more attention to the lump(s) on my neck. they dont hurt me everytime i swallow, i dont care if it's cancer or anything, give me something for my throat. nothing. and they only cure for the headaches was alcohol, but i'm in no condition or mood to drink anymore so the headaches stay also. so i'm now this swelling throat, pounding headache, dont want to move, lump of a human being. but anyway the whole reason i started this post is because i'm typing out this resume for a scholarship and i couldn't think of anything to sum up my high school education. figures. oh and today goodick is gonna bring me to the place of his new job to talk to his manager about me getting a job and i'm actually debating whether or not to tell they guy, yeah i'm interested and all and i really need the job and money but i think i'm dying so this physical labor and heat might just kill me a lot faster. i forget when the last time i posted was, i think it was before graduation. graduation was a good time, i sat next to dan dempsey, a kid i never was friends with outside of school but in school we would have a blast, graduation was no exception, we just laughed the whole time and i got a $300 dollar scholarship from something, i don't even know. how did i get a scholarship, i shouldn't have passed english for the year and i just barely made it in math. thank god Mr.Savage let me pass and guidance over-looked my grades, because theres really no way you can pass with a F for the first term, a D for the second term, and oh another F for the third term. and if it wasn't for that last math test i would have had to stay, because that just let me pass for the year. and if it wasn't for adum and mrs.thibodeau's naevity i probably wouldn't have passed that test. my mom just called my cell phone from some phone in the school, she asked how i was doing and i told her that the back of my throat stabs itself everytime i talk or swallow. she wants to get schedule another doctors appointment for either today or tomorrow. that was the first time in two weeks she hasn't asked me about the damn scholarship paper, that i still haven't written anything more in since i started this post. i went to whitman-hanson's graduation too, basically just to yell out goodicks name but i suppose it was to also see a lot of my friends for what could be the last time ever. and honestly our graduation was better, we didn't have a band play a song from pirates of the carribean, or a shitty choir sing a melody that mixed journey with blink 182. our speeches were a lot shorter and better, and we had ours outside and not in some school that paid and insane amount of money on unneccessary stuff thats just so happens to cost my mom her job........assholes. lets see what else can i babble on about, yesterday i went to camp kawani, i brought blu because i knew it wasn't gonna be that much fun, but it's a good thing i went to whitman-hansons graduation because now those people call me again, so ricky stock was there with his girlfriend april o'neil, jeff was there, alex jackson was there, nick connely was there...drunk of course, dave sopa, firby, tricia, mark duggie and his dog montgomery. i didn't feel like swimming so i sat on the lifeguard chair for a long while, until i saw a spider, then i climbed/jumped down and sat on the dock thing with my legs in the water, blu was swimming i was glad he was having a good time, so i was sitting there until i got too wet from splashes and as soon as i got out and my shoes back on and all that everyone else was coincidentally leaving so i went back to blu's had a slice of pizza and left to go home, i was only there for about an hour or so, perfect timing to start driving towards lightning, which i like to do. but yeah i think i've rambled quite enough, actually way too much, so bye.
-dennis
(i'm dying tomorrow)
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