2004-09-30 and it was 4:14 p.m. when I wrote this:
Hey hey wassup? I haven't heard from you lately. You're probably traveling the world or something! I'm bored! so I'll write a long ass e-mail.
okay are you ready..
..Once upon a time I was walking out of my Sociology class when I heard someone say, "Hey." I looked around in amazement. I was shocked. By god, I thought there are other Indians in college. Then I heard it again, "Hey are you Indian? You're not Mexican or something?" I said, "Geeee." Like a real Indian would and smiled. She smiled back. And said, "Geeeee." It was like I had taken the bus back to the rez. I said, "Ya, I'm a real living, breathing, Indian." She smiled and said "Oh cuz there's a meeting with the NAO tonight if you want to come." I looked at her and said in my smart ass voice, " F#@! that let's go get drunk." And I whipped out two ice cold Budweiser from my leaking bag. and then the professor said, " Hey you drunken Indians can't be drinking in here. I'm very upset. Can't you tell." I looked at the redheaded white lady and said, " what do you mean It says right here in my student handbook, 'Alcohol is prohibited' " Then I turned to that-girl-from-my-sociology-class and said, "stupid white-people!" The professor was enraged and I couldn't figure out why. It stated very clearly in my student handbook that alcohol was PROHIBITED. She raced up to the chairs where we were sitting and said, "alcohol is prohibited! I shook my head and said, "ya what's the problem?" then I walked out of class and drove home in a drunken haze. Damn that was a good time I will never forget that-girl-from-sociology.
Ha ha ha...that story puts a smile on my face all the time. It was written by a good friend of mine and the only Native guy my age to ever have been in one of my college classes. He's so funny.
