2 A.M. APRIL 16TH by Trevor Meyer

I'm in a very strange place. It's ending, and although I'm partially relieved, I don't think that I'm ready. It's such a huge chapter of my life that I'm closing. I've gotten tastes of what's to come: Yoko the erotic dancer, my flat on Nineteenth Street, the two precious girls who couldn't operate a doorbell. I mean it's all so great, it's all so new, it's all so inviting, refreshing, exciting, and it scares the shit out of me. Come August 2010 I'm on my own in a brave new world, nothing's gonna stop me, and no one's ever gonna bring me down, or at least that's what I keep telling myself. It helps me sleep at night. In a little less than four months I will be a resident of the great city of San Francisco, but I'm kind of getting ahead of myself. There are still a few hurdles before I reach that goal. Graduating for one. I mean that's kind of important when pursuing a career as a college student. A job might be helpful as well, in terms of paying rent, paying for school, eating, lap dances from Yoko, you know, the usual. But instead all I've received from my potential employers is "Sorry, we currently don't have a job opening suited for your unique skill set." I mean, why don't they just stamp "incompetent" across my forehead and be done with it? Enough with the self pity though. I live a pretty fantastic day to day life, made possible by my contently dysfunctional group of friends. Whether it's getting kicked off of a beach at eleven p.m. on a Monday school night and resorting to making s'mores in the backseat of a Honda Civic by roasting marshmallows with a bic lighter, or zip-lining across Embarcadero Square, or going on impromptu T.P. runs and using chalk to draw breasts all over someone's driveway, or getting a ride home and after getting there talking in the car for three hours, they truly are my rock, and I'm glad I don't have to abandon them to pursue my dreams just yet. I chose San Francisco for exactly that reason. See what I really want is to head to NYC to become a professional theatre actor, but baby steps, baby steps, baby steps. I have to keep reminding myself that I'd rather dive in head first with training and experience than without it. Which is what I intend to really start in August. Until then, one day at a time is okay for me. First hurdle: Write something interesting for fourth period tomorrow so that people aren't mentally napping during my reading. Wish me luck.