if you are going to pick one pick this one
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well it has been one of the most exciting, disturbing, and stressfull weeks of my life. let's start on wed night. here is me, going about my life thinking everything is ok and that i was just gonna chill house sitting for my parents while they are in africa. and then for keyon while he is in burning man. thinking to myself it might be nice to have a break from them. so i go to bed at 130 which because of all the close till 5 am painting we have done lately at the theater is really fucking early for me and i wake up at 9 :30...... everything is cool until the doorbell rings. fucking who the hell is that this early. expecting a dilivery guy at the door i walk up to see patrick thru the glass looking freaked out.... he never wakes up before 3 pm. i ask him if everything is all right and all he says is 'no, not really ' he sits me down and tells me the whole story.our bestfriend and roomate lelie decided to stay up all night.... we have thin walls..... he played music keeping patrick up all night and kept knocking on his door asking for a ciggarett or beer... of which the first patrick doesnt have and the latter lelie knew where to get... in our fridge.... doesnt sound that bad does it.... well then he wakes mike, another roomate up... and askes for a cigrette. mike hasnt smoked in 3 years...... lelie then goes out side with a 40 o/z and procceds to start talking to a homeless man..... brings him into out house and has him walking up the stairs when patrick decides that he has had enough and tells the man to go. he leaves... lelie stayes up, later .... patrick goes into our downstairs bathroom and sees that lelie has spraypainted lelie and some circles and squares and a bulls eye on patricks fucking car..... by the way these dudes have been best friends since 8th grade. it's been about 9 years..... patrick sees red goes out side and just starts punching lelie. mike wakes up and lelie runs down the street. patrick goes to wash his car and then showes up at my house......
can you imagine my fucking suprise? i mean i knew lelie was losing it but to fucking spray paint patricks car.... i thought they were joking. ...... we call home... lelie has been taken to a hospital and will bw drug tested and treated for his nose wich will not stop bleeding. mike and billy, another roomate say that he was blabbering and talking incoherantly. to chill patrick out i take him out of the house. we go eat and then meet up with billy and mike to talk about what we are going to do.... fuck what are we going to do???? after the meeting of speculation and wonderment we decide to call bill, lelies dad and tell him what is up..... we split up. when patrick and i arrive at my parents bill calls my phone and starts freaking out..... we give him the info and then i take patrick to freddy vs. jason to get his mind off of everything... right before the movie starts mike calls to say lelie is home and that he was let go after testing positive for speed. he is sleeping in a spare bedroom and isnt making sense. we watch the movie and call the hose. bill is there he and lelie are arguing and it turns out that lelie escaped the hospital and was never taken to the mental hospital to be evaluated. the cops come and put him in the back of the car. when the emt's show they strap him to a gurney and take him away with a hold warrant........ i go to work , patrick sleeps at my house that night..........
lelie is out the next day, his dad drops him off and i go by to pick up some clothes..... he comes down after taking a shower and his dad arrives with a burrito. lelie seemes to think that we are going to just let him chill at the hose like nothing happened but noon feels safe with him there. we try to sit him down and talk to him but when asked what happened the other night, he responds "what night? last night? oh i can tell you about lastnight." reffering to the night in the hospital "no lelie wed night" wonderment " oh?" ...... "why did you spray paint patricks car?" "because i wanted to? ....... no ... no wrong answer..... because i wanted a cigarette..... because i wanted him to go to work (it was 3 am) .... because i wanted to eat an LP.." what the fuck is that? eat an LP???? .... so we just told him that he couldnt stay in the hose that weekend and he stood up and said ihavetogotothebathroom ....... he went up stairs and we argued with his dad about what was going on. lelie still haddnt come down 5 min later and i could hear him in his room.. i went up to check on him and he was pretending to fall asleep... lying in his bed with the covers..... i talked to him but he kept trying to shush me telling me he just needed to go to sleep and that we had to wait for his wife to get there..... he was talking about his new 17 year old girlfriend....... seeing him so irrational so unremorseful made me sick and frightened... finally after much argument with bill where i told him that what lelie really needed was professional help bill and lelies girl got him into bills car.... they drove off..... a day passed and thismorning when i called kristan i found out that lelie had been taken to the ER again and then to a mental hospital in berkeley... i took a break from work and went to go visit him. he kept asking for a cigrette and telling me that it was ok to smoke in the rooms..... i asked a nurse and she told me she could give him a patch but he was not allowed off the floor..... later he tried to convince his dad to buy him cigrettes or to go to a movie with him ... he was totally irrational and didnt seem to understand bill when he told lelie that he wouldnt be getting out soon.... lelie then admitied that the big draw of the cigarett was getting outside where he could leave.... i wanted to cry.... this want lelie who i had loved on and off for 10 years ... this wasnt lelie who is about to finish his album... who wants to change the world... who has always been grounded... i dont know how to deal with this... the hose is falling apart... everyone is moving in oct... we have decided to give of 30 days at the end of this month. patrick doesnt feel comfortable in berkeley at all and is really taking this the hardest. i have no idea what i am going to do and cant really make definate plans till i talk to my parents......oh life is so fucked up right now....... i feel like i need to wake from a fucked up dream
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