i swear to god, i VOW (!) that by the end of the year, i will have punched logan mooney in the face, and then defend myself in the brawl that surely will follow. logan mooney is the epitome of douchebag. logan thinks he is black. he wears baggy black dickies every day, shirt untucked and huge. douchebag buzzcut, douchebag look on his face.
every day in chemistry, it's like hes required to ask a question like an asshole ("um, correct me if i'm wrong but..."), with mock smarty pants intonation.
then he'll get in his group with dylan granger, anthony campinella, et al... and they will talk about how they fucked a girl that weekend in a hot tub or any other stereotypical place teenagers get fucked.
he must go down.
and he will not go down without a left hook to the bridge of his nose by me. sure he will retaliate. sure there will be posse members. but i will no doubt put forth valiant effort, and no one will forget whose blood was spilled on the bricks at monkey hill in a historic move no one will forget. it won't just be a fight between me and logan. it will be a fight against the monotony, hipocrisy, and creativity hindering prison that is my school. fuck! it will be epic.i will be carried off in the arms of anonymous padua girls, trailed by the faithful onlookers that are my peers. and in the background, logan and his stunned posse of dickheads and italians. logan yells "gallagher this won't be the end! i beat you today, i'll beat you again!" and so on. but no one turns around. we keep pressing on.
okay enough of that fantasy. it will happen, i swear.
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I don't know who any of those people are, but that sounds like the dream of every high school kid with a soul.
I've got your back. Mostly to steal your wallet if you get knocked out.
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