October 31, 1997

It's Friday and I am thankful for that because this week has been too long at school. It's also Halloween and I am staying the night at Allen's house tonight and we think we are going trick or treating. I didn't go last year but we think we have a pretty cool plan for it. I can't wait to go over there and I'd rather not go to school today.

Mom drops me off for tennis practice which is also first period. We practice, I try as usual not to sweat too much as I don't want to stink before class. After tennis I have reading and then history. Both classes seem to drag on forever. Biology is fun today as we do a Halloween experiment. Lunch is fair. It's very different in high school. We do not have to be in the cafeteria and can walk around the campus for the entire lunch period. Stephen and I grab a snack and do just that, walking around until fifth period. Algebra 2 might seem boring and I did not do well in Geometry last year but this year I have been doing very well and I plan on once again telling Allen that I am in Algebra 2 while he is still in Geometry. This is in spite of his exponentially higher GPA of course, details details. I finish the day with English and luckily today dad is picking me up so I don't have to take the bus home.

Once we are home I pack my bag immediately and watch some TV hoping for the time to go quickly. Allen calls and says he will be home about 5, so dad will take me over there then. Sometimes dad lets me drive even though I don't have my permit yet, but not today which is OK. I arrive at Allen's and we eat pizza and then talk about our costume plans. We are going as angry Dallas Cowboy fans. This consists of wearing Cowboys jerseys which I have to borrow one from Allen, and then wearing paper bags over our heads. This is to hide our shame since this is the first year in a while that the Cowboys are not stellar. We write the Cowboys record on the bags and catch phrases like "cruisin for a losin" or "Bummin in Big D." We set out around his neighborhood to collect our bounty of candy. Some people laugh at our costumes and one guy who was actually wearing a Cowboys jersey himself was kind of mad but still gave us candy.

After an hour or so we decide to walk to the Diamond Shamrock to get some drinks and then walk home. We still have paper bags on our head in the store and people are definitely staring at us. We go home and see how well we did with our candy. Not too bad considering we are not that young anymore. For the rest of the night we listen to the radio, KRAD is always our choice, and mess around on the computer. Allen always has cool stuff on his Acer computer. We call and request some songs and chat with the DJ's at KRAD. Maybe we are lame but we have fun and we are not doing anything wrong. We stay up to well after midnight and play a couple of games of Bill Walsh College Football on the Sega, and Allen gets the best of me tonight. Finally by 2:00am we decide we should try and go to sleep. He tells me a little about Flour Bluff and I comment on how I want to be out there and not at Carroll. Maybe next year, we will see if our house can sell.