ok so fuck it.
red apples rock - so do green, yellow, mutlicolored apples and propaghandi. and people. laurens in all shapes and sizes and from all over bergen county, mostly those with red hair and nerd glasses.
zip pop bow bam boom
its been a wild time my fine feathered friends. the past odd hours have been out of control but like excellent alll the same.
thursday night, sign making at my house, me and saiya baking cookies, l, josh, jake, mike, saiya and i rocked the signs, smiled and laughed at cookies drank soy milk, smiled and enjoyed each others company.
i have such a crush.
l, josh, and jake kicked out. leaving me, saiya, and mike to jam on some random instruments. saiya does a rousing rendition of baby, im an anarchist. they bailed round 1130. the next morning i pick up saiya, and meet mike and then head over to teen arts. which was excellent and fucking amazing, totally superb, and sunny delicious and jamming. making drums out of garbage cans, tables, and straw tins, and smilin and giving out 500 hundred flyers, spreading the word and the love. i always went during high school, and this was so much better, the people are great, and the sun is beyond belief, and it jjust rocks, something about it was super terrific. we ate a green market with chris and zoe, talked about the FTAA committee and ate excellent food. then went to the demo, which was attended by about 30-45 people, good diversity of groups. and some random street walkers setting up a pro-war demo. which, i wonder, what exactly does that mean? pro-war? kill everyone? all war is good? im in the military? i make guns? i make money off of suffering? or i enjoy the status quo? or i like to see the news ratings go up cause my dad is rupert murdoch?
its silly.
karis seems cool - but unstable, approach, but approach with caution.
joe said it well - co-dependent. but hey, we will see right?
after the demo, me and katharine kicked it.
now, its been about a year since ive known this girl. and each time she gets better and better. again, im proved honesty is the best thing ever(i'll elaborate) we ate at veggie heaven, the food there is beyond belief, call me and we will go sometime. we laughed alot, smiled alot, were loud, enjoyed good food. drank tea, and just were. after that we got drinks from rcc and sat in the park, being close and looking at the sky. then we went to a playground in ridgewood similar to finch park, but smaller, we played on swings, crawl spaces, slides, bouncy things, the grass, and tire swings. jess and brian were there, getting freaky! we busted them and laughed at each other. there was some talking, i was not too interested in what was being said, so i played monkey and climbed all over and hung on wierd places and smiled more, katharine and i drifted away from jess and brain, swang on some swings, spun round and round and round on the tire swing. i laughed till it hurt. that was good, real good, just like shedding clothes at the end of a long day. after all the spinning we were nauseous, so there was lying on the grass, and soft small talk, flirts, and jests, comments, and ideas, and such looks, such hidden furtive glances, trying to catch a glimmer of it in each others eyes, and thanks to the moon i was inspired. we left, and i dropped her at her car, but before she left, we talked about funny stuff. emotions and honesty and how we feel. we both are attracted to each other, there are no questions there. but we both hesitate to do things. to kiss because of what happened last time. we spoke to our fears. and we kissed and it was good. and i smiled and she smiled and there was happiness across the land.
saturday could not compare. work, saw my friend jon, i am going to rip off sb for a few weeks of work, to stimulate my personal economy.
sunday - respectively nuts. sleep, BAN, kayla. kayla was the nuts part. us making out, us putting blankets on the field at finch park, then us getting under those blankets and moving to the music of the night was nuts. and the cop who asked us to leave was also nuts. ha. like hahahahahahahahahahahaha. it was good, it added to the already very hilarious encounter. she is a good person, will it happen again? i am not sure.
FUCKING FUCKING FUCKING BITCH.
van. i want to rip her eyes out and dance a two step with steel toes on her ovaries.
