today
went to work in davis sq today, took an hour and a half to read 15 pages in soc bc i took so many notes and thought about it, but overalll it was ok, tho this morning i was snappy and stressed
and then i got all sad about how i miss a former friend of mine and now hes gone :(
but ALAS and MOST meetings were real fun, good ppl
and its almost the wknd
tho i havent finishd hmwk
Random Event of the Day
@ starbucks
was in a really bad mood and stressed
but exposure was fun i need to learn real photo aka use shutter speed n stuff
then fougth with miguel and wasted time in room
at brooks pharmacy had such a wierd experience
im standing there in line and this short old lady with bluegreen eyes and overmagnifying glasses pushes this metal shopping cart with this tall metal pole attached to it which goes up in the air(what is that for?) and comes near me. she has two items: protective underwear, and cleanser..(for denchers?). She mutters how she needs to sit down, not in a complaining way, and waddles around until shes planted above the seat, preps herself withher cane, and eases down with a groan. I imagine when i was sore from tae kwon do and how it hurt so much to do anything-is that what its like to be old? your whole body hurts, for no reason?
An old man teeters by with a hearing aid and a huge pipe with a figurehead of a girl on it. The woman comments “thast quite a pipe you got there”. “i collect them, and I use them” he explains. She mentions that her husband used to as well. the man shufles off to the precription counter. I think what a clash it is that in the one headphone I have some young black rapper goes on about how he wants some “fly honey” to dance with him..while the other ear witnesses an elderly exchange between people who are so far removed from the world in my other ear. The stout, round woman says to no one in particular “it’s my birthday”. She turns to me and says “but if i told u how old i am, you wouldn’t believe me”. She continues anyway and clearly states with a glance at me “I am eighty-five years old. the only reason I say it is because I can’t belive it. I have several friends, from school, and we can’t belive we made it to this point. Actually they’re older, I’m the younger one”. She has stood up by now, slowly, and chuckles “you probably think im silly now”, and walks away. I think about the incident as I gaze absentmindedly ahead, thinking what itd be liek to be old, and notice that the entire wall is filled iwth different types of condoms. What a juxtaposition.
and then i got all sad about how i miss a former friend of mine and now hes gone :(
but ALAS and MOST meetings were real fun, good ppl
and its almost the wknd
tho i havent finishd hmwk
Random Event of the Day
@ starbucks
was in a really bad mood and stressed
but exposure was fun i need to learn real photo aka use shutter speed n stuff
then fougth with miguel and wasted time in room
at brooks pharmacy had such a wierd experience
im standing there in line and this short old lady with bluegreen eyes and overmagnifying glasses pushes this metal shopping cart with this tall metal pole attached to it which goes up in the air(what is that for?) and comes near me. she has two items: protective underwear, and cleanser..(for denchers?). She mutters how she needs to sit down, not in a complaining way, and waddles around until shes planted above the seat, preps herself withher cane, and eases down with a groan. I imagine when i was sore from tae kwon do and how it hurt so much to do anything-is that what its like to be old? your whole body hurts, for no reason?
An old man teeters by with a hearing aid and a huge pipe with a figurehead of a girl on it. The woman comments “thast quite a pipe you got there”. “i collect them, and I use them” he explains. She mentions that her husband used to as well. the man shufles off to the precription counter. I think what a clash it is that in the one headphone I have some young black rapper goes on about how he wants some “fly honey” to dance with him..while the other ear witnesses an elderly exchange between people who are so far removed from the world in my other ear. The stout, round woman says to no one in particular “it’s my birthday”. She turns to me and says “but if i told u how old i am, you wouldn’t believe me”. She continues anyway and clearly states with a glance at me “I am eighty-five years old. the only reason I say it is because I can’t belive it. I have several friends, from school, and we can’t belive we made it to this point. Actually they’re older, I’m the younger one”. She has stood up by now, slowly, and chuckles “you probably think im silly now”, and walks away. I think about the incident as I gaze absentmindedly ahead, thinking what itd be liek to be old, and notice that the entire wall is filled iwth different types of condoms. What a juxtaposition.
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