I'm the most terrific liar you ever saw in your life. It's awful. Say I'm on my way to the store to buy a magazine and someone asks where I'm going I'll say I'm going to the opera. it's terrible. so when i told old Spencer i had to go to the gym to get my equitment it was a complete lie. i didn't even keep my equipment in the gym. at pencey i live in the ossenburger memorial wing of the new dorms. it was only for juniors and seniors, I'm and junior and my roommate stadlater is a senior. the dorm was named after this guy who used to go to pencey and made a load of cash. he came in to talk to us once. he told about fifty corny jokes just to show us he was regular guy and all. very big deal. very big phony. then he started telling us ho we should always pray to god -talk to him and all. he said we should think of Jesus as are friend and all. the best part of that speech was when Edgar Marsala, sat in the front row did this terrific fart! old onssenburger acted like he didn't hear it, but old thurmer did. you could tell. and the next day he lectured us saying whoever created the disturbance was fit to go to pencey.it was nice to get back to my room. i deiced to sit down and read this book i took out of the library by mistake. they gave me 'out of Africa' by Isak Dinesen. i thought it was going to stink but it was actually quite good. anyway i put on my new hat and started to read 'out of Africa'. then i heard someone coming through the shower curtains. without looking up i knew who it was. Robert ackley. Hadley anyone called him Robert. everyone called him ackley. he was one of these very tall, round-shouldered guys. the whole time he lived next door to me i never once seen him brush his teeth. it made you feel sick. he was also sort of a nasty guy. i wasn't to crazy about him.