Chapter 6: Week 7

Monday 3/19/12 : I woke up not necessarily looking forward to another week at harbor... but who could blame me right? As I walked to class with my friend Brian, we were saying how great it would be if the theatre teacher didn't show up. So when we got to class our hopes of that happening looked like they were going to come true as I didn't see a man wearing a very feminine pink polo with a pot belly... yes that's his style. Well he didn't show and I was out of there in a record 8 minutes so I drove on home and took a nap which later would turn out to be incredibly helpful. Usually when I go back to school for my third class of the day, English at 2:20, I am completely drained and want to sleep. However for the first time all semester I felt rejuvenated and it was incredible how quickly class went by. To be honest I don't know if it was because I was having a good time on instagram (@zmirons9) or I was wide awake. Monday was pretty solid and the week was looking promising.

Wednesday 3/21/12 : Again I woke up hoping the theatre teacher wouldn't show up, but of course he did. In this class there are plenty of obnoxious students whose only goals in life seem to be trying to impress the teacher by analyzing simple, irrelevant plays that a kid in the 6th grade would have little difficultly doing. To your right you will see one of those kids that annoy me all day long. If you can't see, yes he is wearing a childish panda beanie with ears that come down to his waist. AND and classy leather jacket... quite the combo if I do say so myself. Now I didn't have any experience in project runway, but I know that's not a great outfit.
Skipping over my math class because I don't like to write about that, because it bores me. As I was leaving school after math I took an alternate route going home because they were doing construction on my normal route. So I flew down Anaheim and as soon as I passed Normandie I looked to my right and saw a Mexican male walking his dogs. He was wearing a classic gray tank top which made his pecs look like breasts and had long hair. I did a double take and noticed he was carrying something in his hand. What could it be? Don't bother guessing because you would never come up with the right answer. Yes, he was carrying a trumpet... yeah a trumpet. This was arguably the most random thing I have seen in my life and was really bummed that I couldn't take a picture. So after my hour and a half long break at home I drove back over to Harbor College. I pulled into the parking lot and got a spot in the shade. I looked in my rear view mirror and noticed the sheriff talking and about to arrest someone. Now who could be getting arrested on campus? YES SIR! The dog walking, trumpet playing, Mexican male!!! I couldn't believe my eyes! I was so shocked that I encountered him again.

The picture is kind of hard to see but the guy on the left with the breasts is him. And you can faintly see the trumpet on the hood of the car. Well whatever he did, whether that be sound pollution or animal cruelty (thanks Erin) the cops were not happy with him. A few minutes passed and I guess he talked his way out of the situation and was off walking his dogs again and playing a beautiful tune on his trumpet. I dedicate this post to you Trumpet man, until next time my friend... keep up the good work.