Every saturday night we had the same meal. It was because they knew parents were likely to come on Sunday so if they asked their lad what they had had for tea then you could say steak. Just shows how much of a phoney the school is. Was a nice night though that Saturday, when we got outside it was white with snow. Me and this other guy had a snowball fight untill we were told to go in. It was really childish but everyone was enjoying themselves.
That night I ended up going to the cinema with this guy, Mal Brossard and Old Ackley. Mal didn't actually like Ackley much but Ackley wanted to come along anyway, so we let him.
Before we went out I collected this snowball off the windowsill. There was this car I wanted to throw it at, but I couldn't...it was just so white and untouched. So I aimed it at a hydrant, but that was the same...so I decided just not to throw it. I wanted to take it on the bus with me but the driver wouldn't let me. I told him I wouldn't throw it at anyone but I had to throw it out anyway. Once we got back old Acley parked himself in my room. On my bed and everything! Goddam hate that. He was telling me about how he had sexual intercourse or something. It was all lies, of course.
Tuesday, 10 July 2007
Stradlater
I didn't have anything worthwhile to do so I went down to the can with Stradlater. Remember how I said about Ackley being a slob, well so was Stradlater. He was just more of a secret slob! He was a pretty handsome guy though, in a different way to me.
He asked me if I was going out that night to see whether I could do his English work. He wanted me to write a composition, I told him that it was me flunking out of the goddam place but that didn't deter him. He was yawning while he told me what to do, gives me a royal pain in the ass when someone does that. They are telling you what to do and then they yawn. He told me to stick the commas in the wrong place to look like it was his work, its just like Stradlater that, he thinks to make it look like you have written a lousy composition, you simply have to stick the commas in the wrong place.
After a while I got bored sitting at the washbowl so i started horsing aroud. I horse around quite alot. I was tapdancing around the room. Stradlater noticed my hat so I started telling him about it, was getting out of breath anyway.
I asked about who his date was, I thought it might be Fitzgerald when he told me it wasn't I was thinking about how I want her, just my type she is! For some reason, I felt like horsing around again so I jumped of the washbowl and got Stradlater in a half Nelson. That's a wrestling move. It was a goddam good one aswell. After a while I gave up and moved back onto the subject of his date. He told me how it was Jane Gallager. I got really interested when I round out it was her. I used to know her when we were small. She was a next door neighbour! We hang around quite a bit together, I got on really well with her. One thing I remember about her is that whenever we played checkers(which we played quite a bit), she always kept her kings in the back row. She liked the way they looked when they were all in a row or something.
I just couldn't stop thinking about Jane. She had sucha lousy childhood she really did. Once again Ackely barged in, uninvited of course. But for like..the first time ever I was actually quite happy to see him. It took my mind off other things at least.
He asked me if I was going out that night to see whether I could do his English work. He wanted me to write a composition, I told him that it was me flunking out of the goddam place but that didn't deter him. He was yawning while he told me what to do, gives me a royal pain in the ass when someone does that. They are telling you what to do and then they yawn. He told me to stick the commas in the wrong place to look like it was his work, its just like Stradlater that, he thinks to make it look like you have written a lousy composition, you simply have to stick the commas in the wrong place.
After a while I got bored sitting at the washbowl so i started horsing aroud. I horse around quite alot. I was tapdancing around the room. Stradlater noticed my hat so I started telling him about it, was getting out of breath anyway.
I asked about who his date was, I thought it might be Fitzgerald when he told me it wasn't I was thinking about how I want her, just my type she is! For some reason, I felt like horsing around again so I jumped of the washbowl and got Stradlater in a half Nelson. That's a wrestling move. It was a goddam good one aswell. After a while I gave up and moved back onto the subject of his date. He told me how it was Jane Gallager. I got really interested when I round out it was her. I used to know her when we were small. She was a next door neighbour! We hang around quite a bit together, I got on really well with her. One thing I remember about her is that whenever we played checkers(which we played quite a bit), she always kept her kings in the back row. She liked the way they looked when they were all in a row or something.
I just couldn't stop thinking about Jane. She had sucha lousy childhood she really did. Once again Ackely barged in, uninvited of course. But for like..the first time ever I was actually quite happy to see him. It took my mind off other things at least.
Sunday, 8 July 2007
Ossenburger Memorial Wings
Where I lived a Pencey was for Juniors and Seniors only. It was called Ossenburger Memorial Wing, of the new dorms. It is named after some guy that used to go to Pencey. He made a pot of dough in the undertaking business when he left. He gave Pencey a pile of dough so they named a wing after him. When he came to the first football game once we all had to stand up and cheer him, then the next morning he gave a 10 hours speech or something in chapel. He went on about how he was never ashamed and about how he prayed to god and all that stuff.
I went back up to my room, it was quite nice to get back up there.. it was all homely and stuff. Every room has two comfy chairs, me and my roommate Ward Stradlater have one each. He was a senior as I was a junior.
When I got back to my room I put on this hat I bought in New York earlier that morning, I saw it in a sports store when I got of the subway after I realised I had left the goddam foils behind.
I started reading this book, it was one I got out of the library by mistake, they gave me the wrong one. It was called 'Out Of Africa' by Isak Dinesen. I didn't think it would be good but I liked it quite alot. I read alot, my favourite author is my brother D.B. Anyway, I sat down and started reading this book. I had just read three pages when I could hear someone coming through the shower curtains. I didn't even have to look up and I immediatly knew who it was.
Robert Ackley, now if he isn't a peculiar guy if I ever saw one. He just stood on the ledge looking round to see if Stradlater was about. He didn't half hate him. Once he knew Stradlater wasn;t there he came down off the ledge, he said Hi. He didn't like you to think he was visiting you or anything, he liked you to think he just dropped in by mistake. He started walking round the room picking everything up, even all your personal stuff, boy he could get on your nerves sometimes. He asked about the fencing, not that he gave a damn. I told him the story anyway.
I went back up to my room, it was quite nice to get back up there.. it was all homely and stuff. Every room has two comfy chairs, me and my roommate Ward Stradlater have one each. He was a senior as I was a junior.
When I got back to my room I put on this hat I bought in New York earlier that morning, I saw it in a sports store when I got of the subway after I realised I had left the goddam foils behind.
I started reading this book, it was one I got out of the library by mistake, they gave me the wrong one. It was called 'Out Of Africa' by Isak Dinesen. I didn't think it would be good but I liked it quite alot. I read alot, my favourite author is my brother D.B. Anyway, I sat down and started reading this book. I had just read three pages when I could hear someone coming through the shower curtains. I didn't even have to look up and I immediatly knew who it was.
Robert Ackley, now if he isn't a peculiar guy if I ever saw one. He just stood on the ledge looking round to see if Stradlater was about. He didn't half hate him. Once he knew Stradlater wasn;t there he came down off the ledge, he said Hi. He didn't like you to think he was visiting you or anything, he liked you to think he just dropped in by mistake. He started walking round the room picking everything up, even all your personal stuff, boy he could get on your nerves sometimes. He asked about the fencing, not that he gave a damn. I told him the story anyway.
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