Back At School...

Well what do you know. One day out and I've already gone back into a schoolroom.

Here's how the day played out: I got up with my brother at about 7:30 AM to go to school with him. I wouldn't normally of course because, oh wait, we go to different schools, but my friend was hosting a little poker party and I decided I'd show them a thing or two about cards. That and I used to go to Andy's (my little brother's) school with him, so it was really nice to see some of my old teachers there. St. Mary's hasn't changed a bit. Unless you count the new stairs.

So after arriving and saying hi to the principal and teachers, I found my friends and left. We grabbed donuts and milk and went on our way, smothering ourselves with baked sugars. Once we got to this kid's house we busted out the cards and chips between the four of us and started playing. I'm pretty good at poker, and if you don't count the ridiculous 'all-in' round at the end, I definitely won. It's all about the odds.

My friends soon made a mess of the chips and a fifth friend showed up while we were cleaning up. Bored with cards, we decided to play football instead. We had the two best players vs. the other three. Of course, they underestimated my skill as a football player. My throw could be straighter and faster, but I can play QB pretty well for a two-hand-touch game of street football. We didn't really keep score, but I think we won.

After that, we played some hide and seek with a twist, which was that when they found me they'd beet the crap out of me for fun. I laughed and tried to beat up just one of them, but always overwhelmed. Oh well, I was outnumbered and I suck at fighting, so I can live with that. We constantly fought and beat on each other and laughed because of it. I walked out of that house with plenty of bruises and cuts, but I don't regret it. It was about as fun pain can be.

We went back to St. Mary's and chilled there for a bit until school was released at noon. I hitched a ride with one of my friends and headed back home. After two or three meaningless hours, I realized I had to find some way to occupy myself. So off to the YMCA I went. And again accomplished nothing. I somehow ended up in a deep conversation with some guy named Richard and afterwards scrambled for a pool game. Unfortunately, there were four people there who were all to busy trying to beat each other to play me. So I did virtually squat.

And now I'm back home and blogging after a nice dinner. This day has helped me realize something though. With full days to do nothing, I'm gonna have to find some way other than video games and computer to occupy myself. Maybe I could take up ice sculpting...