UnPredictable

How Predictable

         It was just another day for me filled with nothing but typical college students all exploiting their enthusiasm for knowledge, partying, and making memories. BLAH. How Predictable. But then again look at me, I’m the same way. Not in the partying and getting wasted kind of way. I mean my goals are set. All I want to do is graduate, get a degree, and get a good job. Boring right? I opened the door to my honors math class and took a seat in the back row. Not one of my usual choices but, I don’t feel like dealing with all of the boring notes. And Yes I have Honors classes I’m smart, sue me. I usually sit in the front of the classroom in order to avoid all of the rowdy hungover students but, i decided to take a break from  my seriousness and chill. I’m not one to be in the whole partying scene, I go to a few parties and have an occasional drink or two but, they’re mostly pushed on me by my friend Tom. He is the reason that I even go to parties at school. I try not to get involved with this school that much  I’d rather be left alone to get my education and go. Its not like I don’t want to make friends I do. But, its not that easy sometimes especially when people think you're a loner. “Psst John.” I heard a whisper from behind me. Oh No. I turn around only to see my 21 year old goofball best friend. He’s wearing a pair of khaki pants, and a green hoodie, nice combination. “Hi Tom.” I responded back. “Where did you go last night? You missed everything!” Tom exclaimed. Yup Tom is in this class too. In fact he is one of the smartest people I know. And yes he is one of the rowdy partying people too. However, he is anything but, a slacker he gets his work done then parties. Other than his focus on school he can be a bit of a joker sometimes. In fact he to me he one of the funniest guys I know. I do worry about him sometimes. I mean, he’s wasting his time in a school that gives him no benefits. He could be doing something more productive with his life instead of sitting here listening to boring lectures all day and getting drunk at night. On that note, I can honestly say that I have never seen someone drink so much and not have a hangover. Yup that’s Tom for ya.

“Sorry I just wasn’t feeling it last night.” I responded. Especially since I knew I had violin practice at 8am. Knowing that I cannot live without my 10 hours of sleep. I could not risk sleeping in. Plus, my dad would kill me if he knew I was partying instead of practicing for my upcoming showcase which wasn't for another 3 months.”Dude you totally missed the music and the most important thing” Tom exclaimed. “Like what?” I asked. “Girls! Dude girls girls and more girls.” Tom responded. Oh yeah I forgot to mention this but, Tom can be a little girl crazy, even though he’s only had 1 girlfriend. “AHEM, John, Tom do you have something to share with the class?” Professor Dickens asked. “Uh actually sir I do.” Tom added. “ I see that you have made a problem in your equation.” Tom said as he began to walk down the stairs to the the board. Yup, that’s Tom for ya. He always stays on top of his work even when he’s not paying attention.

After the lecture, Tom went to get some breakfast, besides the fact that it was 12 in the afternoon. As for me I decide to go home for a while to get some lunch. I forgot it this morning, sad I know. After eating I decided to drive to my parents place to see what's going on. I pull up in the driveway just to see my parents  with balloons in their hand and a sign on the garage that reads  “WELCOME HOME.” Its not for me, trust me. The only thing that pops into my mind is: Luke’s coming home. Yup, my brother, the perfect one. The one that my parents brag about to everyone if they could. He’s a complete perfectionist. He’s good at everything he does. My parents secretly wants me to be like him. Sorry, but that's not me. By the way, I’ve been going on and on about all these other people in my life and have not once thought about myself. Well…..I grew up on a small farm and I don't talk to anyone and wear the same clothes everyday  to save my parents money. Just kidding, except for the thing about not talking to others, I just choose not to. In my eyes, talking to others just seems so pointless. I’m surprised that Tom and Conner even associate with me. Its a mystery. My main reason for being semi silent is that everything seems so predictable. People talk to each other and the same thing happens every time. Its either they decide to carry on a conversation with you or decide to ignore you. Life is so predictable. If something different were to  happen in my life, then maybe I’d try to initiate myself in it.

Sorry this Chapter was short. Longer Chapters to COME!!!!