"If you see a stranger follow him"
Yeh, i was told to update

I guess it has been a while since i've updated my journal

So what has been going on in my life... at first glance, nothing......
Okay,
Since school let out my senior friends, the few i desided to obtain, have been unseen. Other than LB of course.
After school let out, I hung out with a range of lower classmen. I had most of them mad at me for a while, (although none of them would say they were mad, they would just tell me how the others were mad, and i followed it in a compleat circle twice, then let it be.) After they were seemingly unmad, they stoped hanging out with me, or did i stop asking.. ah well.
So the other day i read a short poetic line, about how how the best thing in life is when a stranger a friend, and the worst is when a friend becomes a stranger. I gave it a secound look, and thought weather stranger or enemy was worse. I concluded to give the writer the benifit of the doubt.
I have recently made a friend of a stranger in my math class (rarely does a friend make a stranger of me, so i kinda figure the writer (above) should have delt out a hint or two about who has to make the stranger friend thing happen, otherwise people may lay the responsibility of others... which works for the beatiful 12% of america) *desides to go off topic a little more* i've found that people prefer a strange friend, to a friendly stranger, sometimes im dislexic about it, and get people mad at me : )
Okay, so i hung out with my new friend, and had a jolly old time, I like what i see in her eyes. It reminds me of those mirrors in the funny house. 1/1000 has a chance to make you look better through them.
They day before, I was juggleing in a hallway, that i only get to go in at that time, like 10% of the days, and only go to half that many, i often sleep longer, if i dont have my first class. aproximitly 4 minutes into juggleing(juggleing time is liable to be off by hour's, i appologize to anyone who cares :) ) anyways right about then, this dazzleing beauty sits across the 4 foot (narrow) halway from me. and smiles, she smiles as if to say, look im smileing. I glance over at her, (I dont really know if it was 'over' cuz i prefer to get into a daze, when juggling) and I'm a little shocked, because its been a while since i've been smiled at by someone of this surRealItty, and it's been even longer (back when i started to make my own callenders) since i've been smiled at like this. well i look, blush, and let out a giggle with consealed nervousness. and she says, with a pointing jeschur in her face, "better than i could do." It takes a secound to hit me, and i remark with an inquizitive nature, "You juggle!?" she tells me it was a while ago, and she never got this good, and i try a few times to strike up conversations about classes, and what she plans to do for her career... Then the time comes to talk to my eng, teacher for a few minutes, she would be there when i got back, and when i got back i sat down *rather than juggleing,* allowing me to concentrate on conversation easier. and i talked to her for a little bit, and another guy comes up, and i observe them, because i rarely have anything to say beyound 1 on 1 conversations. she had mentioned a brother who had the same job field as him, but she flirted with him, i would estimate she had been single for half a month, (or is in a distanced relationship) i would also say she had only known him for less than two weeks.
She apears single, beautiful, and admires my clown handing(juggleing), i consider giveing her my number, and asking her to hang out, despite the other guy *i've learned to ignor those who would be in my way (this will get me in trouble with-in the next 2 years) * but i deside to review first, and i play back the last 20 minutes, and take a closer look at her eyes, and i a reminded of a friend that has left me twice, and was very demanding as a person, she was never impressed(this would be the one percive-able difference) and she treated me as if i was supposed to be perfect *that or 'i take jokes to seriously'* . either way it was quite stressful. So i deside i will let the stranger remain, and bid her adue, ^shake her hand^ and go on about my day.

Then i remember, that my days with that stressful friend, were some of the best days of my life, and deside i may have to run into this one, at least once more

Regretting not making a stranger a friend, reminds me of just 4 days before that. I was playing Hippy stix *which has become a rareity, ever since i've started with juggleing*, i was exsplaining a few of the basic tricks to my art friends. *after giving Linn a pair of hippy stix, for her b-day^which was the day before^* and in my periffial vision, i see a lady, around my age, with blue shoes, verry blue, not that stripes crap. I pause my session, and lean backwards to make sure her shoes were really blue. all my friends claimed i was checking out her butt, and one of them called me a tippicle boy. they seemed to beleave me when i explained. one even joked that i should catch up with her, she might be my destiny. the next day, i kinda wish i had at least found out who she was. since then my favorite quote has become a quote from Cowboy Bebop. Edward(a very odd young girl) said " Lesson Lesson, if you see a stranger follow him " *or her in my case*

and yet again i am led to be a friendly stranger, in hopes to become yet another's strange friend