Memoria Page #5

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and then write your own poem in that style.

Your poem must be confessional.

That means something from your own life,

your own individual experiences.

I'm expecting dirt, people.

Do you wanna get out of here after this?

Yeah.

Let's get the f*** outta here.

Hey.

Don't forget.

Dream Song number 29.

It'll be fun.

In your books.

We'll see ya.

Have a good weekend, guys.

Everything all right?

Ivan?

Hey, Ivan!

Ivan.

Mr. Wyckoff?

Hey.

Why'd you ignore me?

You wanna tell me what's going on?

Nothing.

Just using the bathroom.

Ivan.

I'm worried about you.

Your grades.

You've hardly been in class this semester.

What are you doing

here, Mr. Wyckoff?

All right.

I know growing up can be difficult.

Maybe you don't have someone to talk to.

So I just, I want you to

know that you can talk to me.

Ivan.

I don't want your help.

And I really don't think you

should be here, Mr. Wyckoff.

Ivan.

I'm seriously gonna smoke

weed for the rest of my life.

Every time I smoke, I feel like

I'm, I wanna go back to a place

that I really liked or, like, a

night that I felt really good.

Do you know what I mean?

Do you remember when you and I used to come out

here every day after school?

Yes.

That I do remember.

Man, I wanted to be so good like Alex and Max.

I was always so f***ing afraid of falling.

Did you know I even used to scratch up

the bottom of my board to make

it look like I could do tricks?

...That is so f***, that is so f***ing lame, Ivan.

What the?

Why the f*** would you do that?

Those guys are such d*cks.

You shouldn't care what they think so much.

I don't f***ing care what they think.

Hey.

Hey.

Ivan!

Are you going to Byron's party tonight?

I don't know.

I'm pretty tired.

Come on.

You have to go and say bye to everyone.

All right.

I guess I'll swing by for a little bit.

Maybe you'll finally get laid.

F*** off!

Hey.

Ivan.

Ivan!

So are you stalking me now?

Look.

I just wanted to say, if I

was coming on too strong,

I'm sorry.

I'm just trying to help.

Don't worry about it, man.

I was pretty rude to you.

Just wanna make sure you're gonna be OK.

Yeah.

I'm fine.

Look.

Ah.

Sorry if I haven't really been at class lately.

It's just been tough.

I like the class.

It's just I got a lot on my mind, you know?

Well, maybe you should write about it.

Look.

I know high school can be tough sometimes.

But you're failing my class.

You've only handed in one

assignment all semester.

Yeah.

I know.

I don't know.

I just...

Ivan, you're a creative guy.

You've got a lot to say.

I think you should take advantage of it.

I mean, not everyone has that talent.

Yeah.

Sure.

Listen.

The Berryman project's due Monday.

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