I
was informed that I’m being kicked out of my school, Pencey Prep. It’s in
Agerstown, Pennsylvania. I really don’t mind that much, I hate that school
anyways. It’s swarmed with a bunch of phonies, and there’s nothing I hate more
than phonies. Not to mention, I can’t see any ladies around goddamn place. I
guess because it is an all-boys school. But still, I would like to go to a
place where I can some girls around. I’d really like to talk to more girls.
I don’t care
that I’m leaving this hellhole. Even the principles of this place are bigger
phonies than the students! The motto at Pencey is “Since 1888 we have been
molding boys into splendid, clear-thinking young men.” That is a load of bull.
All the principles care about here is their reputation. We eat piles of pig
slop six days a week, but on Saturday nights we have steak and potatoes for dinner.
Why is that? Well that’s because most of the boys mothers come and visit them
on Sundays, so that when the mom’s ask them what they had for dinner the
previous night, they will be impressed to hear they had a hearty meal like
steak and potatoes. That’s almost as phony as it gets. The food here sucks. Even
the steak we have is like saw-dust.
I got the
boot from Pencey because I failed one of my academics. I know that I could have
passed the course, but with all the phonies at this school I couldn’t be less
concerned about staying there another semester longer. I hate my roommate and I
never get along with my teachers. I just want a new school with some girls in
it.
I haven’t even told my mom or dad that I got the boot yet. The principals are sending me home when the Christmas holidays start. That’s when I plan on telling them.
I haven’t even told my mom or dad that I got the boot yet. The principals are sending me home when the Christmas holidays start. That’s when I plan on telling them.
