On the Road By Jack Kerouac

“I shambled after as I’ve been doing all my life after people who interest me, because the only people for me are the mad ones, the ones who are mad to live, mad to talk, mad to be saved, desirous of everything at the same time, the ones who never yawn or say a commonplace thing, but burn, burn, burn like fabulous yellow roman candles exploding like spiders across the stars and in the middle you see the blue centerlight pop and everybody goes “Awww!”



Tuesday, 6 December 2011

Tuesday

Another fantastic day at college (notice my sarcasm). Another day of walking to college in the icy cold dump that is Grimsby. The only thing I had to look forward to today was the strawberry Muller Rice I had in my bag, which I literally gulped down while listening to Shania Twain when my tutor wasn't paying attention. Oh and the £100 Christmas money I had received early which I was ready to blow in town during my lunch break...Don't pull that judgemental expression, I'm basically wearing rags right now! It isn't always a fun adventure shopping in town during a weekday, not when there's an OAP herd hobbling around you when you exit every shop.
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