pure adrenaline. 

i think thats the only thing that made me do this.  on april 1st 1999, i intended to be dragged through the halls by two friends with a slight amount of blood on me, creating a disturbance.   my friends pussied out at the last second ( literally ) and i was left solo. i covered myself from head to toe and ran around the school shirtless, covered in fake blood.  the rush this gave me was pratically indescribable.  i think the funniest part was when i emerged from the bathroom for the first time, let out a roar, spit blood everywhere, and then ran down the hallway, but it was funny, because the whole hallway was filled w/ people. upon seeing me, the whole hallway cleared a path for me. then jeff benedetti threw water all over me, which caused me to drip everywhere, leaving the school a goddamn mess. it looked like columbine. soon after, the fire alarm was pulled, everyone gathered around me outside, and one of those people was the dean. i knew after he spoke to me i was fucked anyway so i took it a step further.  a huge crowd started chanting " dobi, dobi, dobi... ".  from there i think i offended everyone.  i scaled the tennis court fence and crucified myself, spitting blood everywhere.  i saw the whole crowd look at me in disgust.  that made feel like it was all worth it.  i've heard stories from kids saying it made their whole career in high school worhtwhile and how it was the coolest day of school ever. people also began to seriously wonder about me ( including myself ) especially the faculty, who kept a close eye on me the rest of the year. after school i had to mop for two hours, and was later suspended for two days.  

hey, at least i got sleep.

so eventually people started chanting my name and i crucified myself on the tennis court fence in front of a couple hundred kids.

i had my problems in high school.