Thursday, May 12, 2011

Brothers

I dont have a brother. I have one sister that i love very much. And the closest thing I have to a brother is Gabe, Lorenzo, Paolo. Truthfully i havnt been that truthfull with most of the people and myself, and what it comes down to is just not being true to life. But yesterday, it all sort of made sense in a way that no one can really explain.
You turn off your cell phone, and close out of facebook and find some one to talk to and care about. I like to care about every human being, some I judge and just get swept to the side. Every year at this school I learn something new, most of the times with pleasant feeling of pain, but I like learning. I didnt like Chris Jaber, and in a fraction of a second the hormones in my brain allowed me to be open to speaking with this young man. As the people came through the door of the house which we were seated, ideas began to flow and friendship sparked like all the good things that happen in this world. And now have come to reckon the power of the arch. I digress.
Brothers

Bryan and Tim Vierengle: i didnt cooperate in it much, because I was observing so intensely I kept my mouth quiet and let Bryan take care of his brother. And through this I felt that I too should stop being such a bitch, and so I helped out. And now I dont give a shit what anybody thinks if i chill with tim, I chose him as a room mate for one reason. Because he is a chill dude, that at some times needs some cooling down, but all in all is a very good man. And thats what runs through all human beings

When I took my 15 min poo break at work, i entered into a dark bathroom and I turned on the lights, and as I walked in I heard a sound coming from the farthest stall. Some one slowly opened the door.....
i was too freaked out to see who it was, but dude i think its


THE SHIT REEPER on the pooper scaring the kids of Santa Clara shitless.
dude?

-TPQ