pointless story time

growing up in cypress, california i went to school with a lot of interesting characters. in the 7th grade i went to lexington jr. highschool, and met by far the most interesting and original human being in that city. it was this asian kid named jon he was really smart, read extremely fast, and wore glasses. i remember he used to read so fast in class that the teacher would only let him read one paragraph during popcorn. because he’d finish all the reading we had to do in like two minutes, but that’s not what was so peculiar about him. he had some type of identity crisis (which i was completely ok with), he was sincerely convinced that he was a white man who was sincerely convinced that he was a black man lol. i couldn’t make this up if i tried, he used to call himself “white dawg”… and he’d always wear this black raiders jersey, i think it was like no. 80 or something. and on the inside of the number he’d write “white dawg”, actually he’d write white dawg anywhere he could. if you told him he was asian he’d say “naw man, i’m a cracka”. by the end of the school year i and basically the rest of the school accepted that he was a black man trapped in a white man trapped in an asian boy. he used to do this dance called the “pimp walk” which was basically just him hopping left to right ahaha… idk where he’s at now, i really hope he’s still the same… wherever he is in this world