Onwards soldiers, sneaky theives, upwards to the top of the quaker oats factory!
The highest point in all of ptbo.
Today the greek festival sent the campus asoar, with music from the finest friends, dancing before the colissium, beer and sunshine, drums and js. then off to ghana orientations-so much to learn. so much to re-form, re-think, unlearn, connect with and bloom.
More music. David's voice often sounds like a weary wind which whips around you like a clear night-its clear and pure and everyone is always silent.
the show is over. We are hitting the town! seein friends, more music, only choclate chip cookies, beer and more dancing.....can this day get any better? I have been the first girl to dance in a crowd of hundreds today, i have made new friends and even led, its been so long since i have led something...i remeber what it was like to have those goals.
but it did get better.again, i have the most incredible guy friends in the world.
paul-the 'sexy' brain. he is one of those thinkers who will one day blow us all away, he is a great mind, an incredible dancer and so kind.
David-the nomad morning song. So creative. so open. so encourging and tender. such a postive force. and my partner in crime almost everyday! Who could ask for a better someone to do everything from nothing-to...break and enter?
matt. w- the kindred spirt. the craziest dancer in the world. Dan you are a rockin dancer, but you have to see this kid! he is so smart and gets so excited with me about everything. we are both dorky, watch spice world, have magic adventures and follow eachother around. We are going to ghana.
Matt palmer- this boy is restoring so much that is splintered in me, especially my struggles with beauty, body and boys lol. Drove me to lakefield when i was sad. Yells at me when i am hating on myself too much. Splendid.
Calder- the poet. i dont see him as much anymore. we hung out everyday first semsester. He came up with the name em. he throws rocks at my window when he wants to go out and wreak havoc and subvert the adult establishment. he has a beautiful soul and encourages the same in me.
that all being said.this was my night...we drive to the gates at te quaker oats factory, just to see what we are dealing with, get a good sense of how high, where the ladders are etc etc.This building is insanley tall. and there is a bright shining, watertower type thing on the very top. I dont know height estimates but you can see the top of everything in peterborough from there.we go and park the car in the bushes. Luke, a newer friend, brought about the short skirt girls in heels. we are terrified she is going to fall to her death. but she is one of those girls i always tend to think are incabable of doing anything rad like this, anything more then batting eyelashes and giggling. so wrong, turns out.
quaker has an electric fence all around it. and two secutriy guards at both enterences. We had to seek along the fence into a tree filled, branchy area. we had to slide down a steep steep hill to the rivers edge, creep along the river, run back up the hill, and literally hold our bodies to the fences, to keep from falling down the next hill. We are close now. there is a part where the fences lower. by the way, the boys at this adventure are david, paul, luke, and april, the high heeled 'hottie' lol.
So we get to the lower part of the fence, quick hit the dirt. lay down. dont breathe. there is a security guard doing his rounds, appears there is more the two. we wait. silent. if he comes to the fence he will see 5 people huddled in the dirt, trying not to creek.he doesnt come near. he round the corner, now is the time, jump the little fence and run RUN RUN. heeled girl is rocking the running in heels. i'm impressed thats for sure. We look up. the ladder has to be pulled down like one of those fire escapes, at first it wont budge, the guys are gonna lift us. Yeah fuckin right. I hate my body enough sometimes. not confident enough for that. david gets it down. we've got to hurry. this climb is literally STRAIGHT UP, link after link, then a little ledge that leads to more links. high. dont look down. 10 feet, 20, feet 30, 40 ,50, 60 i dont know at least seven or eight of these little balconies. So scared of being caught. so terrified. I have asked to give up a lot of times but paul wont let me quit and david just keeps looking at me and reminding me to trust him.we climb up. we are the roof 8-9 stories up. we can see the top of peterborough from here, but we arent done. no way. and whats that, that doors totally unlocked. I guess so, i mean who climbs like 8o feet up. more straight up ladders. about 3 or 4 more. WE ARE LITERALLY ON THE TOP OF THE WORLD!! lol. serisouly though, its like 2am and i can see ALL of peterborough. i am above it all. the activity. the quiet eveings in front of the tv. the drunk dionysis kids. it smells like oatmeal. i love quaker brown sugar cinninon and i am standing on the very top of where its made. one more step, about a nothing ten foot climb to the peak. dave and paul go. its white with a bright light and 5 people you could definately see from the gound.
HEELED GIRL CLIMBED THE ENTIRE 100 FEET IN HEELS. UP A LADDER THAT A SUPERWOMAN. I HAVE UNDERESTIMATED YOU FELLOW FEMMe FATAL. I TAKE ALL MY SNAP JUDGMENTS BACK. YOU ROCK!
but we arent done. now the boys arent satisifed and paul and dave want to show me it all. we break in. the door was open to be fair. the door 100 feet up. we are inside. this part of the builing looks well over a hundred years old. it is covered in dust and dirt and there are huge, clunking and whirling industrial machines. Every floor is soo loud. so old. so dirty. old fire escapes and storage rooms. its all cement. all well lit. we go down stairs flight after stair flight. we are lost for a bit. we are on the bottom floor. the modern stuff. there is packaged oatmeal everywhere, mixers and mashers. loud. no cameras. i dont get it lol.we after about 2.5 hours since this began, finally find the way out. cameras! we are in front of cameras. stay close to the wall, slide right down behind the trucks. we are soo close to the fence....we just have to run....
.......security guard. all 5 of us. right in front of his eyes.... we just.... keep walking...he just lets us walk on out.there is another one in the both, we walk righy by!but in case they maybe still called the police. we split up, its 3:30 in the morning dave and i want fries. he gets a poutine. they were closed by they served us. perfect ending.
we meet with everyone, and paul and i talk about the social constructions of sexual relationships and the repressions of such, and about how you dont have to be 'girly' to be a girl. though the girly girl, gets all my repect tonight.This is the most incredible day of my life. this was the most terrifying thing i have ever done and i accomplished it with my best firends at my side.wow.Life is amazing.
Em.
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