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so this weekend has been really goood.
Saturday- went to the city wit spiro and met wit Schiffmen and friends. awesome time. walking around the city, lookin at pieces and i got one, its sooo nice its a horn, wit a seal on top, so pretty. yeah, so went to Union square to see the movie, all sold out!!! (movie= Across the Universe) so we went to Times Square to watch the movie, we got tickets!!! yes! then we needed to find a place to smoke, mannn, we walked a long time. walked to the river and was like fuck it, and smoked up without even tryin to hide it, crazy. we walked back to the theatre and watched the movie. damn is that movie goooooood. it made me think alot. like how it would be to have grown up in the 60s-70s. like would i be one of the "lucky" ones to get drafted to Vietnam. if i did, would i have died, come back a Herion addict,come back as i was before, or watever else? would i be protesting? if one of my friends got drafted, how would i react? would i ever find like my Lucie? i fucken hate watching movies that have love stories in it. pisses me off, makes me feel lonely. whatever fuck it.
after the movie, heading back to a friends house to party, and we all got stop by cops for passing from train cart, train cart. 75 bucks. gay! got to the place, ooo man, soooo much craziness. ppl doing shrooms and acid. ooo man, soo crazy. i wouldnt be able to do that stuff. i smoked up instead. OMG i smoked sooo much. i felt like i was goin to have a panic high. but i felt sooo good and was soo high, i forgot to panic. goood night. i like schiffmens school friends, very nice ppl.
sunday night- to be continued
Saturday- went to the city wit spiro and met wit Schiffmen and friends. awesome time. walking around the city, lookin at pieces and i got one, its sooo nice its a horn, wit a seal on top, so pretty. yeah, so went to Union square to see the movie, all sold out!!! (movie= Across the Universe) so we went to Times Square to watch the movie, we got tickets!!! yes! then we needed to find a place to smoke, mannn, we walked a long time. walked to the river and was like fuck it, and smoked up without even tryin to hide it, crazy. we walked back to the theatre and watched the movie. damn is that movie goooooood. it made me think alot. like how it would be to have grown up in the 60s-70s. like would i be one of the "lucky" ones to get drafted to Vietnam. if i did, would i have died, come back a Herion addict,come back as i was before, or watever else? would i be protesting? if one of my friends got drafted, how would i react? would i ever find like my Lucie? i fucken hate watching movies that have love stories in it. pisses me off, makes me feel lonely. whatever fuck it.
after the movie, heading back to a friends house to party, and we all got stop by cops for passing from train cart, train cart. 75 bucks. gay! got to the place, ooo man, soooo much craziness. ppl doing shrooms and acid. ooo man, soo crazy. i wouldnt be able to do that stuff. i smoked up instead. OMG i smoked sooo much. i felt like i was goin to have a panic high. but i felt sooo good and was soo high, i forgot to panic. goood night. i like schiffmens school friends, very nice ppl.
sunday night- to be continued