Chapter Nine: everday is an adventure

Today has been one of those days, the average for me what others call extraordinary. I dont exactly lead the humdrum life. it started out with my usual routine , although i seemed to wake up later than usual, im normally awake by 5:30 lying idle in bed at 6:00 and up an'at em' by 7:00 , and leaving by 7:10. Today however i awoke with a jolt and looked at my phone which i for the first time in a while had actually put on full volume instead of the recently normal vibrate setting. I gazed blurry eyed at the screen and saw that it was now 7:20. and i had to be at school and should have been on the road ten minutes ago and i wasnt yet dressed or in any way ready. I leapt out of bed seized the pair of pants in my drawer and a shirt ( thank god it matched i was so late i didnt even care). I rushed up stairs washed my hair and brushed my teeth simultaneously without getting any spit or foam in my hair. got dressedgoing down the stairs, grabbed my phone and my jacket. I rifled through my burea and retrieved the lone cigarette i had hidden in my video case where i put the nasty basic ultra light 100's i steal from my mom when im running low on cigarettes and have no money. - the night before i had gotten my w2 from target and my last pay check in the mail, ( incidentally my horoscope for that day stated "youll be coming into some money today")-. Grabbed the check and the w2 slipped on my shoes and hustled out to my car. It started the first time much to my surprise. I kicked it into reverse backed up the hill put it into first and lit out of the dirt road driveway like a bat out of hell. I got on the mainroad and proceeded toward school on my usual path at about 80mph. not even sweating when the cops passed me by. lighting my cigarette while driving with my knee-cap and changing the radio station. after a little whil i had made it to school the time had now advanced to 7:45 miraculously i was not late ( its miraculous because going the speed limit my house is half an hour away from the school ). I saw my friend amber who had been dropped off because her car was borrowed by her mom whilst her moms car was in the shop. She asked me if i could give her a ride after school i replied yes. Then asked what she was doing during the early release gap between then and when we had to come back for rehearsal she said nothing. She asked if it would be chill for her to roll with me i said yeah which was beneficial because amber is 18 and has an id. After a long class day, lots of fun in first, learning i had won the senior superlative of "most likely to quote a movie in conversation" in homeroom, leg pain like having a dentist drill attacking my tibia and fibula in second, and rolling blackouts in third, i got out of school and met amber in the commons. We zipped out of the parking lot and proceeded to the bank to cash my check. after going through the bank equivalent of airport security i got my whole $27.37 from my last week of work at target and spent five of it on a pack of marlboro menthols ( they were on sale so i decided for them as apposed to my usual L&M's). We went to rehearsal after a breif luncheon at smcakdonalds ( as i call it) . Rehearsal was full of laughter and playful banter as well as choregraphy improvs that would make anyone laugh, it was a theatrical day for me, i played characters and worked in my rather unorthadox way to discover what i was to bring to my role of sir evelyn oakly in anything goes. Afte rehearsal i took amber and aubrey ( aubz) home which wasnt too awful far from the school. after taking a long wrong turn i eventually ended up on university drive and followed my way down to target to sort out my tax ordeal with my flawwed w2. I got back in my car got gas two minutes after my gas light made its unwanted debut once again on my instrument panel. I decided while i was in the neighborhood to go to my previous first place of employment to see if my w2 from there was in and if not talk to holly about it. I got there and got my w2 and reviewed it with my friend lauren who hadnt heard that i got terminated , so i explained the story to her while we sat there after shooting the breeze on our sex lives for a brief minute. During my explaination one of the guys from swim team approached the counter which was what he usually did. he held out a dollar to me as if to ask for something from the snack bar, i started to take it because it had been outstretched toward me for about a minute, i started to think it was a tip. Lauren grabbed the bill before i could get it and said he dont work here anymore fool. The guy asked why not. i explained briefly that it was just a thing of my employment there had run its course. He didnt seem to understand so i resorted to using an analogy. "its sort of like on facebook when your webpage times out" i said. I dont have a facebook he replied. What! i could not believe this kid had no idea about facebook. Lauren looked at me and said hes a youngin. this was a tall guy. I asked him how old he was he replied 14. Thats nothing i said kids your age are all over the map, i once got hit on by a 14 year old. he looked distonished. He thought for a moment i was talking about him,. no no i explained i was just saying 14 is a pretty mature age as far as mentality and behavior goes , your well old enough to know about and even have a facebook. he breathed a sigh of relief and said i thought you were calling me gay. I said no he said good because i get in fights with people when they call me gay. Lauren and i looked at each other then back at him, then in unison said WHY? He explained that he didnt like gay people, i explained in return that i was gay. He looked both embarassed and a little wierded out, i said do you not like me. NO i mean i dont have anything against gays they just wierd me out i wont get within a foot of a gay person he said. in defiance i got in his bubble . he retreated and i was like oh your serious , he goes yeah and then explained an experience he had had with a wierd person in general who just happened to be gay. i explained to him that not all gay people are like that . and we got into a debate over why he should change his views and be more open minded and accepting of people and how just because someone is gay doesnt mean they want to jump your bones or are going to rape you when you let your guard down ( although in my experience emotionally this is true with all people in the world). I told him, just because someone is gay doesnt mean theyre attracted to EVRYTHING that has a penis. At this time my friend Anna walked in and asked what'd i miss. Lauren motioned toward this guy and said to anna " ol boy here is secretly having a little freak out because he just learned that dustin is gay" to which anna looked at him with a serious look on her face like she often gets when about to share words of wisdom and said Why?. The guy responded, i just dont like gay people. Why? anna asked again a little more assertively. Then he replied that gay people creep him out to which anna sat up and began her speech. " your gonna go nowhere in life with that kind of attitude honey. youve got to learn to accept people as they come because in the real world you have to deal with all tpyes of people. and they all deserve respect and they are all equal and you should treat them as such. just because someone likes guys doesnt mean theyre a threat to you. and you shouldnt dislike gay people gay people are some of the coolest people in the world you will ever meet you should be lucky to have met one its not as if they wake up one morning and say im gonna be gay today or anything you dont choose your prefferences you should respect all people the same way". To this the guy had no retort and slinked away like a dog with his tail between his legs. Lauren and i applauded anna and her spot on speech i had never had as much respect for a person both for being completely honest and factual and for delivering a verbal bitch slap to someone without using one insult. after some time had passed and we continued to discuss random things i decided to leave after saying goodbye to everyone. I got home and immediately was asked by my mom to go to the grocery store to get some drink and such. Once again i saddled up the hoopty and scurried down the driveway/dirtroad toward greenlevels foodlion. I got there parked and locked my car. I proceeded towards the door a lady was walking to her car with a cellular device in hand , at first i thought she was talkin either on her phone or to herself. But then i realized she was addressing me and figured maybe i might have left my lights on or something. Hey she said to which i hesitantly replied ...hi? Where did you drop mark off she said . i was confused and said who is mark. she got attitude in her voice and posture and looked at me like i was playing dumb and said :"the guy that was in the back of your car.... where did you drop him off?". " lady there was noone in the back of my car , noone would fit in the back of my car" i explained hoping this obviously confused woman might realize she had a case of mistaken identity going on. But more irritated this soccer mom looking 35 ish lady replied in a more irrate tone " dont play with me where did you drop mark off" then muttered under her breaht something garbeled out of which i only registered " im not afraid to call the cops dont mess with me im not playin". I sized this woman up in my mind a little bit and realized she obviously thoguht she was bad a normal person would have been severly mond fucked and scared at the moment, but i however had lived with my dad off and on when i was a child, i was raised in the trap aka franklin street in downtown greensboro, nothing scared me anymore. I looked this woman straight in the eyes and in just the same tone she used towards me i reciprocated " Lady i dont know you , im pretty damn sure you dont know me, i dont know who the hell mark is nor do i give a fuck where he was or wasnt dropped off but you dont know me good day". pissed off she stamped her feet in a cocky entitled manner and Said loudly "Whatever" and stomped off to her car angrily. I sat there thinking wanting eagerly to call after this woman and say " lady i want you to know marijauna is illegal and i suggest you stop smoking it because its effects are obviously too much for you to handle" but i didnt instead i sauntered into the store to get what i came for. As i recounted the story of the events of my day to my friends online and via text, i thought to myself. This kind of day is normal for me, most people have boring days, but for me everyone is an advnture. I always learn something improtant everyday , a "normal day" is very uncommon for me. Im always getting into some shennanigan or something be it comedic dramatic tragic or just plain absurd. My life is a very different and i march to the beat of my own drummer and groove to the vibes of a trippy guitar. I dont know another person in all of history or the current world today jesus included that could or would be willing to walk in my platforms. And i wouldnt change it for anything, Being this different as i certainly am , instills me with a strong belief that im special and being special im going to go places be they  good or bad depending on how i am and how i handle myself and my mind set, i have a positive mind set so maybe its not crazy that i could be famous. Maybe its not crazy that im going to be remembered in years to come after im gone, its amazing to be who i am today, and im no longer ashamed of that .