Forgive and Forget
The classmate mentioned in the post below made a few mistakes BUT I don’t think he intended any harm. He isn’t the harm intending type. He has apologized, explained the misunderstanding and all is well. As for the date and I, things are wonderful.
As for pictures from law prom, I'll leave you with one.
Not the best picture but you get the idea. The idea being that my haircut needs some work, my date needs a tan and that corsage on her wrist . . . didn't get me anywhere.
But yea . . . I can say things like that because I'm TOTALLY KIDDING about everything, everything except my hair.
posted by Jon Swanburg @ 11:29 PM
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18 Comments:
Hey, your date was nice looking, don't worry about it- and thanks for inviting all of us to your house afterwards- it was fun to guide BMW and Mr. BMW to your house- Hey- why are you posting on your blog instead of studying! Maybe I should too,
You know damn well who this is- anyway, thanks for opening your apartment to us.
Wow, when I read that I can imagine Chicago saying it out loud. "Hey, Mr. Swanburg, kind host." Wow.
hahaha its true your hair does look dumb!
does this mean i get that care package back?
Thomas, people in glass houses buddy, glass houses.
But I agree.
Unfortunately Eric, it means the exact opposite. At least you have a story to look foward to.
And yea. . .glass houses Thomas.
Judging from anon 5:59's comment, I believe I hit a nerve. Is no one going to refute me on my last comment on the previous post so that I should just assume that everyone thinks I was right?
And I pose another question: Was Swanburg's previous post "talking shit" about the classmate, or was the post ok because it was a "story"?
6:35,
Oh yeah, you clearly floored everyone with your rambling and somewhat incoherent post.
Now, to answer your question: No.
One more thing. The answer to your second question is that it is totally okay to talk shit about the guy who tried to steal your girl at law prom. Did you have to ask?
So two wrongs equal a right?
I hadn't even read your comment on the last post, I was just commenting on how Thomas should look in the mirror before making fun of Swanburg's hair. Both seem to have had bad experiences with their last cuts.
i like my hair! my stylist amber does a great job on it.
Amber from our class Amber? That might explain a lot.
Holy shit! LAW PROM??? Corsages? When did all this bullshit start? Are they letting 17 year olds into Baylor Law now? This is just really weird.
8:05. . . i thought of the corsages . . . the girls seemed to like them . . .
Law prom is a tradition. Most law schools have them. They either call them law prom or the barrister's ball. Get over it. It's what we do here. If you think its immature, don't go.
No offense, but I wouldn't consider law prom a "tradition." Not sure when the first law prom was, but as an 03 grad, I never attended or heard of such a thing.
As a 2005 graduate, I interpreted people calling Winter Formal “law prom” as a tongue-in-cheek kind of euphemism. I’m pretty sure it was officially called "Winter Formal" between Winter 2001-02 and Winter 2004-05, my last “law prom.” I don’t recall hearing the term prior to Winter 2004-05.
!!DIGRESSION WARNING!!
And one thing I feel internally compelled to share about the building’s 2001 opening is what I observed (very possibly inaccurately) as Professor Trail’s importance in the matter. I have little idea the actual scope of his involvement, but I believe it was vast. Down to participating in the selection of the giant lime gummy-bear.
I would venture that nowhere did his O.C.D. shine as it did in overseeing the details of this building. The concrete steps in front were ready to climb in Fall 2001. But one set of steps was too steep. It was reported that one could not see from step to step because they were too close together. So, while classes were in session, Professor Trail called out the contractors and they jackhammered an entire set of steps away in order to rebuild them at a better angle or grade. It was a big project—noisy, dirty, tons of cement excavated, and tons more cement pored.
The steps may have been okay before; but as many know, “okay” rarely rose to Professor Trail’s standards. Looking back (entirely different), I am so grateful for him and his neuroses.
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