Marcel Winatschek

Tuesday

School was stupid and fun that day—we caused enough trouble that it didn’t feel like I was just moving through the system. Went to the city with Katha after, both of us looking for things neither of us found, got some good chicken wings anyway. Then home for a minute and back out with Mille for döner. One of those afternoons that just dissolves into the next thing.

I was supposed to be studying math. I watched Simpsons instead. The OC finale was happening tomorrow night and I was being paranoid about somehow missing it, even though missing something on TV doesn’t really happen unless you’re an idiot. Wasn’t going to check what happens online either—didn’t want to spoil it. Just had to wait.