Monday, 10 September 2007


i went into Ackleys room to see what he was up to and all. he didn't to noticed what happened at first, it was dark then he sat up and switched the light on.
"what the hell happened to you?!" he meant the because of the blood and all.
"nothing i just got into a bit of a fight with Stradlater." he started to get excited then asking why and how. so i started shooting the crap. i told him that it was because of him and i was defending his goddamn honor and all. that really got him going. in end i asked if i could stay in his room. while his roommate was away for the weekend. he said it wasn't up to him and that he couldn't just let anybody stay in his bed. so just made him feel guilty and all saying after the way i just stuck up for him. that soon changed his mind. so i got into bed and just as was about to fall asleep he started snoring like hell. so i got up and stated walking down the stairs. i was going to go pay Mal Bossard a visit. but then i changed my mind. i knew exactly what i was going to do, i was going to get the hell out of here. leave pencey a few days early. i was going to go for a short vacation in new york and get a room in a really inexpensive hotel. so that's what i decided to do. i went back to the room to pack a few things and all. old stradlater didn't even wake when i came back. it made me kinda sad packing because i had to pack the ice skates my mother had given me. they were the wrong kind of skates i wanted racing and these were hockey. but it made me sad anyway. it always does when someone gives me present. before i was ready to leave i counted my dough, i was pretty loaded because my grandmother had just sent me wad. she'd quite lavish and doest have all her marbles so she just sends me birthday money about four times a year. then i was stood ready to go with my bags and all and i took one last look down the corridor. i was sort of crying. i don't know why. i put on my red hunting hat and turned the peck to the back the way i liked it, then i shouted at the top of my goddamn voice "sleep tight, ya morons!" i bet i woke up every bastard on the floor, then i got the hell out.

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