Diary Entry- Holden is kicked out of school. Inner thoughts based upon information from the book so far.
So what is this? I am failing out of school again. The fourth time. My life is far from perfect. I don’t get why people care so much. I try a little, and it just doesn’t pan out. It’s not their fault, so why are they so upset. Its my fault, but I don’t care, so no one should care, really. Anyone know a good school I can go to that they won’t kick me out of??? – HC 12/21
Well, I’m off! I’m going to the NYC to enjoy life a little. I’ve got the money to do it. Senile Grandmas are the best!!! I need sometime to relax and to unwind after my tramatic goings-on in school. No parents, no rules, no anything. Just me alone in the biggest city in the world. Tons to see, tons to do. I think I oculd get used to this. Oh Yeah. Just like the kool-aid guy.- HC 12/22
HC BACKATCHA! So its late…and I can’t seem to fall asleep. I only just got into NYC and checked into the cheapest and most low class hotel you could imagine. It’s the the freakin Plaza Hotel here, no joke. Cross dressers, perverts, all the high class you would expect from an NYC hotel. Should I go out into the wide-world of the hotel and see what’s going on? Hmmmm. I’m stuck here. Boredom or mildly interesting (and I’m using the term mildly VERY loosely here, I’d rather gauge my eyes out) scenes from a hotel? It’s a toss up….but I’m gonna have to go with scenes from a hotel. Hell, I can’t sleep, so what’s the point in sitting around anyways…..HC OUT-12/22 (later than the last time I posted for all you geniuses out there who think I can check into a hotel in NYC before I actually get to NYC)
I’m back…you all missed me I’m sure. Well its been an eventful evening. I went to the club downstairs in the hotel…and to make a long story short… there are some girls who are good looking, some who have brains, some who can dance, and some who can do none of the above. I was having SOOOO much fun in the club downstairs, but I just had to pry myself away…I can say why, maybe to find something that was more… oh what’s the phrase?…interesting and fun?…yes I think that was it. Anyway, so I went to this other club that my big brother used to take me to so I could hear this great pianist play. He’s a huge phony, but a great musician nonetheless. So I’m sitting enjoying this small taste of paradise as best I can given my surroundings when who should show up but this girl my brother used to run with. I was so happy to see her that I left the club. At this point I’m tired, but on my way up to my room, some guy says I can get myself a girl for an hour or so for $5. I’m not sure why, but I said yes. About 15 minutes later, some girl named Sunny shows up….and I looked at her, and I’m not sure what happened, but I just felt bad. I couldn’t do it. Something about the whole thing didn’t sit right with me. So I said I’d pay her the $5, and she could go. She told me $10. I said only $5, gave her $5 and she left. Now its time for bed. Night to all. Wonder what tomorrow has in store. HC-12/22 (or 23 at this point, its so late).
GOOD MORNING HOLDEN’S BLOG READERS!!! So last night when our hero (yours truly) last left you, he told you he was going to sleep. Ah, but that wasn’t the truth. I tried to go to sleep, and then that guy from the elevator barged into my room and demanded I pay his girl the other $5. He roughed me up til they took the money from me and left. Then I fell asleep. As if that wasn’t enough, morning I decided to call up this girl, Sally, who I don’t even like much (Sally, if you’re reading this blog…the truth hurts sometimes). Now I’m going to a show later. I’m running a little short on cash though. We’ll see how the day goes. HC-12/23