January 20th 1979, Freshman Year of College.
Dear Journal,
Me and Greg have been practicing football. I don't know why he actually bothers with me. He is so patient and calm with me. Truth be told, I belong in a lab. Greg is honestly amazing. He is kind. Though he can be a bit aggressive when it comes to leadership, he has a bit of a soft spot. These braces are killing me. I wish I was more like Greg. No braces, no worries. Heck, nobody would even dare to pick on me. But nobody knows about me and Greg being friends. Using his words, it would "ruin his jock image". I've gotta go study fission now. Biology is
fun.
Feeling: Welcomed.
Sincerely,
H.Hidgens.
February 15th 1979, Freshman Year of College.
Dear Journal,
This morning, Greg introduced me to this other boy called Steve. He is absolutely hilarious! He also loves football. We aren't on the official team (yet) but we all have an interest for sports, which is hella cool. Almost as cool as biology. Greg and Steve Have their flaws, but they are my best friends and to lose them would leave a hole in my heart. What flaws do they have? Well, Greg is a bit belligerent and threatening. And Steve is never serious so you can't have a proper conversation with him and he is a bit to industrious with his humour. He works so hard but when people don't laugh he takes it to heart and gets upset. I have many flaws, so I'm not just listing off over peoples flaws. I'm a nerd and I have crooked teeth! I really couldn't be in a worse situation. I've got to go study mitosis now.
Feeling: Alright.
Sincerely,
H.Hidgens.
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Dwelling Gets You Nowhere DISCONTINUED
Hayran KurguProfessor Hidgens dwells on his past. The days of his youth. On that beat up house at the edge of college campus. On the stomping ground with Greg, Steve, Stu, Mark, Leighton and... Chad. This is a consequence of an incident that no mortal human cou...
