well well. looks like i survived the night on the town by myself!!!oh yeah... man i got back from the kathedral about 30minutes ago....i have never had teh shit kicked out of me like taht before! it was great!!!... but heres a detiled look (sorry novel) of my day.....
so here i am at main station, as soon as i walked in the station i could hear my happy keyboard man.he's this guy who everytime i see, is smiling...he used to make my morning, every single morning in grade 7 i would come up the stairs, buy my breckfast, (which akways was a bag of chips. usually ketchup.) but was always similing. its hard to describe the feeling i had when i heard rge keyborad. a smile instentaly came to my face.
well im on the subway again. spent the afternoon with bryn. we had fun. just like old times.her dad didnt even reconize me. but who could blame him?
i'm supposed to be going to this show with brandi, but she's sick and can't come. so im off to see a bunch of cool bands by myself. i dont mind. i'm surprisingly very comfortable going by myself its not like theres much talking going on. i can meet people there, no problems. it was so nice to see bry again. nothings changed between us. it was great, we walked around and chilled in her basement...when we were walking i noticed that somethings are so different but yet so the same.. wilkinson hasnt changed a bit. just walking through the sides streets that i knew so well, just had so much caracter. you could feel the multicultrelism in the are. theres just so much to see on one cornor. everything is just so picturesquest..
just standing here waiting for the train, i feel like im in a movie. so much is happening around me, a saxaphone is playing in the background. then here i am just standing here. with my thoughts the loudest, but yet no one can hear tehm. just me alone with $30, a pen, paper, and a desire to have fun....10 minutes until the concert starts. but im going to be late because i've yet to get my ticket home! ohwell! jersey, sloppy meat eaters dont come on till later. i hope i dont get there too late.
i love this, just ridding on the subway writting whatever my pen spurts out, in the past couple of months i've been writting alot, mostly on the blog, but i havent written any poetry in a while. oh well i cant force it.
well union is coming up soon, so i better start paying attention. my adventure has just begun!!!!!!!
well my adventure is nearing an end. its midnight and i'm on the subway back to union station. i am so happy. i feel like i've had the shit kicked out of mem and probably look like it too.
i have big bruises and welts all over my body, not to mention the swelling! and i have a doctors appointment at the hospital! im not abused i swear!
well where should i start? "well start at the begginging and finish at the end!"--alice in wonder land...
well on the way there i had this amazing sense of freedom. i could do whatever i wanted. i've never felt like that before in my life. well im at union now so i'll finish this on the train...
so i'm sitting on the GO train. now where was i?....on the way to the kathedral i stopped a couple of times to put stuff i REALLY need in my pockets (wallet, inhaler, money, keys, phone numbers) so that if my stuff did get stolen, then it wouldnt really matter. i'd be a little cold, but hey if i really wanted to im sure some nice homeless person would share they're sleeping bag with me. so when i got there the ticket guy was flirting with me, which i got a kick out of.....
hahah, renee's getting really tired and sore, so if you want the rest of the story i'll type it up tommorow, before i head over to the hospital....but oh the story is just getting good!!! espically if you care to know what kind of lovely injurys i got!!! but more on that later.
so here i am at main station, as soon as i walked in the station i could hear my happy keyboard man.he's this guy who everytime i see, is smiling...he used to make my morning, every single morning in grade 7 i would come up the stairs, buy my breckfast, (which akways was a bag of chips. usually ketchup.) but was always similing. its hard to describe the feeling i had when i heard rge keyborad. a smile instentaly came to my face.
well im on the subway again. spent the afternoon with bryn. we had fun. just like old times.her dad didnt even reconize me. but who could blame him?
i'm supposed to be going to this show with brandi, but she's sick and can't come. so im off to see a bunch of cool bands by myself. i dont mind. i'm surprisingly very comfortable going by myself its not like theres much talking going on. i can meet people there, no problems. it was so nice to see bry again. nothings changed between us. it was great, we walked around and chilled in her basement...when we were walking i noticed that somethings are so different but yet so the same.. wilkinson hasnt changed a bit. just walking through the sides streets that i knew so well, just had so much caracter. you could feel the multicultrelism in the are. theres just so much to see on one cornor. everything is just so picturesquest..
just standing here waiting for the train, i feel like im in a movie. so much is happening around me, a saxaphone is playing in the background. then here i am just standing here. with my thoughts the loudest, but yet no one can hear tehm. just me alone with $30, a pen, paper, and a desire to have fun....10 minutes until the concert starts. but im going to be late because i've yet to get my ticket home! ohwell! jersey, sloppy meat eaters dont come on till later. i hope i dont get there too late.
i love this, just ridding on the subway writting whatever my pen spurts out, in the past couple of months i've been writting alot, mostly on the blog, but i havent written any poetry in a while. oh well i cant force it.
well union is coming up soon, so i better start paying attention. my adventure has just begun!!!!!!!
well my adventure is nearing an end. its midnight and i'm on the subway back to union station. i am so happy. i feel like i've had the shit kicked out of mem and probably look like it too.
i have big bruises and welts all over my body, not to mention the swelling! and i have a doctors appointment at the hospital! im not abused i swear!
well where should i start? "well start at the begginging and finish at the end!"--alice in wonder land...
well on the way there i had this amazing sense of freedom. i could do whatever i wanted. i've never felt like that before in my life. well im at union now so i'll finish this on the train...
so i'm sitting on the GO train. now where was i?....on the way to the kathedral i stopped a couple of times to put stuff i REALLY need in my pockets (wallet, inhaler, money, keys, phone numbers) so that if my stuff did get stolen, then it wouldnt really matter. i'd be a little cold, but hey if i really wanted to im sure some nice homeless person would share they're sleeping bag with me. so when i got there the ticket guy was flirting with me, which i got a kick out of.....
hahah, renee's getting really tired and sore, so if you want the rest of the story i'll type it up tommorow, before i head over to the hospital....but oh the story is just getting good!!! espically if you care to know what kind of lovely injurys i got!!! but more on that later.
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