this
is me and my bike. when i get bored or tired, i like to ride it. i like
to ride it with the accompaniment of friends. on our rides, nothing
else matters. not my grades. not my assignments. not my friends, and
all their bull shit. it's just me, my bike, and my closest of friends
riding through the streets of newark. we can be found most commonly at
night when the streets are bare.
two months ago, this bike which
provided me this sanctuary was taken from me. some jack off [who
probably lives in my building] cut my lock and took that which gave me
joy. it took me a week to report it stolen. i didn't want to believe i
had been ripped off. for a week i walked through my campus searching
everywhere in hopes that i had left it somewhere and had forgotten
about it. but this i feared, was not the case.
it wasn't until
april second that my hopes [of ever seeing my bike again] sparked. i
had found my bike on craigslist. this spark created a fire. and by this
fire i deceived another man. i pursued the situation as if i had wanted
to purchase my bike. i arranged a meeting to purchase my bike. i was
never intending to purchase my bike.
a fit, close-shaven young
man approached me on my bike. my bike which he had masked with a grey
lacquer. he dismounted and tilted the bike towards me. i took the newly
wrapped handlebars and knew instantly that my bike was finally back
with its rightful owner.
it
wasn't until this moment that my friends came out from hiding and
arrested this fraudulent fool. he seemed nice; but there was nothing
nice about what he has done.
i am now left with a shit-grey bike.
the
campus police and newark policemen are now my friends. i have seen them
in action and am grateful for their assistance in this endeavor.
50% of my grade for one of my classes is based on our performance in a project of our choosing. it's pretty vague to me right now, but we have to work with one other partner. today, this kid came to me and asked to be my partner.
"lukas, have you found a partner yet for the project?"
"umm, no. i haven't really talked to anyone about it."
"well, i don't really talk to anyone else in our class, do you wanna work together?"
me thinking: you don't even talk to me, wtf?
i then go on asking questions about the project and somehow i think i may have said, "sure alright."
the problem is that this kid is an a-hole, and that's why he doesn't talk to anyone. he's also lazy as crap and i don't want to be stuck with a d-bag. is it too late for me, and i should suck it up? or can i tell him that i have other plans? i really don't want to work with this kid, especially when i do have friends in the class, some of which may have been thinking of working with me.
