Spiro

Right now my room’s a mess.  A cleaning mess.  Meaning the mess is a mess resulting from having sorted the trash from stuff I want to keep, creating new piles of things that I have nowhere else to put.  School’s over until September due to the coming of summer, and relatives are coming over to the house this Saturday; whether I’m off playing D&D or not someone will inevitably poke into my room.  My parents are having clean.  Right now I’m only taking a break from cleaning up the horrible mess.  In the panorama that I just made the blog’s banner, it doesn’t look so bad as I think it really is.  You’re not really able to stand in front of the dresser at all.

But yes, school has ended until September.  Then I will be a Senior, standing above all of the other less mature students while trying to ignore them for that same immaturity and yearning for the summer to come once again.  That summer will be the one in which I and my good friend Spiro look for apartments in Philadelphia so that we can bum around together as legitimate adults.  No matter what we do as adults, we’ll be legitimate adults. Isn’t that cool?  The reason we’ll be bumming around as such in Philly is because that’s where the University of the Arts is, and that’s the place I want to go to for college.

I first met Spiro back when I was a Freshman, in 9th grade, about two or three years ago.  He hung out with two other friends that I met back then, Jake and Dan.  Jake and Dan were Sophomores then, now they’re graduating.  Over two years of high school–from maybe halfway through 9th grade to about halfway through 11th–I got to know Spiro in a school environment, and after he stopped coming to school to learn online I got to know him on Fridays when I’d go over to his house, with Jake sometimes at first, then just by myself.  By the time he left I already knew him very well.  He’s one of my closest friends now.  We’re actually a lot alike, I’ve noticed, which no doubt adds to why we get along so well.

Spiro has aspirations of becoming a writer, like me.  Boy was I ecstatically surprised when I found out that he along with two other friends were in my Writing to Publish class earlier this year.  After I started going to his house on Fridays, I discovered that he was great for giving me ideas and for inspiring me.  One of the more remarkable things about us is how we bounce ideas off of each other.  It’ll be great living with him, ’cause I’ll have a constant flow of ideas.  He’s like a muse.  It’s with him that I sometimes get ideas for the D&D campaign that I’m constantly working on but never getting much work done on.

He’s been introducing me to movies that I would never otherwise see, and he’s sparked a gigantic interest in comics in me.  Beginning this Saturday, in fact, since I’ve read a total of zero comic books so far, he’s lent me his volumes of Ultimate X-Men and I’m going to do almost nothing but read comics for an entire week.  Like I mean wake up, open a comic book, then read for the rest of the day.  I’ll eat, and shower, but mostly I’ll read comics.  I’m pretty sure that my concentration for AP Art my Senior year depends on me being able to portray comic book-like things, so I want to get exposure to that kind of art, get comic book inspiration.  As well, if I want to eventually write and draw my own comics, I’ll need to read comics, same as with writing stories.  But now I’m getting off track.

Thanks to Spiro, I’ve seen just about all of the well known zombie movies, though there are still plenty of classic horror ones I haven’t seen.  I don’t think I’m as into kung-fu movies as he is.  Spiro’s big on movies.  He knows a lot of actors, and has seen a lot of movies in general.  He’s got a whole bookshelf in his house filled with movies.  I saw Iron Man with him.  That’s one thing I like about being friends with Spiro: I’m gradually getting more into movie culture.  Rooming with him’s gonna rock.  And we’ll probably hardly ever clean up.  That will rock less.  I mean, I want my room to be clean.  It’s too disorganized, and being crowded-in makes it hard for me to work.  I also need to make room in here for a studio set up so I can art over the course of this summer.  But Spiro and I’ll be neat enough; we’ll at least make sure that we’re able to move around…somewhat.

Oh yeah, I just remembered!  Now that it’s summer, I can write more fiction.  I’ll be sure to do that.