Apr 13, 2005 02:58
....just a few things that have been going through my head.
Been learning a lot about some scary things about...the world, i guess? Just requestioning who has the power and just how much of it and what might happen. Gotta think about it somemore.
Really like filming a lot. So unbelievablly exstatic about next year, but so unable to even think about after senior year right now.
Girls have been lame.
I'm writing very straightforwardly. I had my first lucid/out-of-body dreaming in a long time last night. I really need to finish writing that screenplay.
There are a lot of people on the Itunes network here at the not the Railway Station campus (inside joke). So I made my iTunes shared name 'Everyone listen to "The Best Thing Ever" and "A Pretty Sunset"' Which I have on my iTunes. Even a song that Noah did at 15. Most people here probably won't like it, but on the off chance that someone does, then there you go.
Eric, I and Dan were smoking a joint at this park right near where i live and this family decided to have a picnic at night in this muncipal park a little bit a ways from us. Their kids ran over to us and we started talking to them a little bit and stopping them from falling of the bench we were sitting on. So the 'rents asked us to look after them if we didn't mind. So they ran around and we followed them and talked to them. They were really funny. 4 year old kid and his 2 year old sister. The little girl kept trying to jump on things and do the things her brother was doing. He was a rambuncious little fucker with a toy gun.
"What's that gun for?"
"For shooting people"
He was really proud of his jumping ability, but one time he tried jumping from one bench to another and hit his shin and fell. Then got up real quick and said:
"Didn't even cry."
The parenets were weird. I felt bad for Dan who got sucked into talking to them (he said later he really wanted to play with the kids too...we should have helped him out, but hey...we were high). After doing this for like um...15-25 minutes...we walked them back to their parents. The kid...fuck his name was...Troy Cassidy. Yeah! Totally remembered that. He asked us if we wanted to eat with him and he was obviously sad when I said that we had to go to Foodtown. They both waved a lot as they said goodbye.
On Sunday I went to a meeting with first-hand accounts of the war in Nepal between the PLA and the monarchy. That was some commie propoganda if I ever saw it. It was kind of wack. It was just in this random community meeting building. But I can say that I have listened to men saying things like this:
"The Maoist fighters raided a Royal weapons supply depot succusfully. They killed about 60 monarchist soliders."
While, in the basement of this same community meeting building, was a Pacific Islander church service with a very loud and lively choir-band.
Nothing like the singing praises of jesus as background to watching people worship at the temple of Marx and Lenin.
Saw the Power Rangers set. Saw hot Power Rangers hanging around (the yellow ranger kind of looked like annabel). Saw a 'splosion on set.
Reading Irvine Welsh.
Noah, you're probably right about 9/11.