:23:00
Hines!
You swine, old buddy pig!
:23:03
You groove behind Alvina,
get some kicks tonight?
:23:09
Bastards.
You'd think the goddamn exams...
:23:11
was the be-all and end-all
of existence...
:23:14
cosmic life force
or something.
:23:16
You'd think they were
the frigging fugitives.
:23:19
Can't even get in
a few decent words to a guy.
:23:22
Bastards.
:23:24
What a bore,
they just sit there...
:23:26
and take bennies
and stay up all night...
:23:29
with their face stuck
in a bunch of books...
:23:30
and their thumb up their ass.
:23:32
Yes, yes,
I remember the time...
:23:34
when it was all very inspiring
and enlightening...
:23:37
all this history and literature
and sociology shit.
:23:41
You think learning
is a really big thing...
:23:43
and you become
this big fucking intellectual...
:23:45
and sit around trying
to out-intellectual...
:23:47
all the other big
fucking intellectuals.
:23:50
You spend years and years...
:23:51
with your nose buried
in these goddamn tomes...
:23:55
while the world
is passing you by.
:23:59
All the stuff to see...
:24:01
and all the kicks...
:24:03
and all the girls
are out there.
:24:05
And me, a writer!
:24:07
And a poet who should be
having adventures...
:24:10
and experiencing
all the diversities...
:24:12
and paradoxes
and ironies of life...
:24:14
and passing over
all the roads of the world!
:24:17
And digging all the cities
and towns and rivers...
:24:22
and the oceans and...
:24:25
making all of them chicks.
:24:28
Oh, God.
:24:31
As a writer and a poet...
:24:32
it is my duty to get out there
and dig the world...
:24:35
to swim in
the whole frigging scene...
:24:37
while there is
still time, man.
:24:40
My farting around days
are over, baby.
:24:42
From this day on, I shall live
every day as if it was my last.
:24:47
I must do it!
:24:49
No more of the dreary,
boring classes...
:24:52
dismal lectures,
sitting around bullshitting..
:24:55
with pretentious
fat-ass hippies.
:24:57
No more of the books...
:24:58
the spoutings of
a bunch of old farts...