Jam's day

8 years ago this day I ran away school earlier, missed two last lessons of Ukrainian literature, which I hated so much. Then I came to another school, to my best friend Anya, the girl next door, and asked her to escape with me. Anya’s father was an owner of a great Pentium 133, what was the real miracle that time, and when he was absent, we played games and watched prohibited videos. I valued our friendship so much!
We always have inspired each other with the “good” deeds, so that time we bought for stolen from Anya’s dad cash a chakushka of vodka, 2 packs of Marlboro lights and began the birthday party. Nirvana mixed with Ruki vverh and Sektor Gaza completed the picture of our degradation. We opened the window (it was the 9th floor) and set on the window-sill, shouting “Rape me, my friend”. Snow and ice-cold wind struck the face, and it was feeling of unbelievable freedom and ecstasy.
Everything good usually finishes very quickly, so Anya went to a shop for additional half liter. She returned soon very excited. She met her class-mate under my windows with the bunch of roses. He was a menace of our district, and her vicious enemy. She didn’t know how long I tried to get his favor. And the fact that he was standing in sharp frost with flowers meant that finally I won him. Against any logic and my feelings I didn’t ran to him, didn’t invite to my house. We continued our private hard-drinking, hugging and complaining of bad women’s fortune. From time to time I have come to windows, to ensure that he was still standing there. He kept waiting and trying to ring my door about 3-4 hours, till the darkness fall on the city and my parents returned home. My mom spared him and told that I’m most likely in the flat next door. He rushed into Anya’s flat frozen-blue and found us deadly drunk, singing the love song and crying. It was a dumb scene…An’ka has laughed at his agonizing suspense, the roses flied at her face, I was grabbed and put into bath under cold water, and then he took me somewhere away and has related very long about his special feelings and my improper behavior…
In the morning I find myself at home, in the bad, but dressed, with the terrible headache and sensation of unbelievable happiness…It was the best birthday ever…