sooner or later

so, last night i really felt like talking in english, except i did't feel like moving my mouth at all, which happens a lot, and i just started thinking a lot and when i vocalized it people told me to shut up, which i did, or,with the druggies we spoke way too much about coconuts and how if the coconut trees were like the marijuana plants, we would have coconuts and cocaine, this joke really works in portuguese...anyway...yeah..this led to funny mental images with cromossomes and palmtrees. this really trashy looking mime gave me a heart shaped balloon at the bar, on a stick, and i loved it but everyone made fun of my heart. hmm...and when we decided to leave the bar,because no one was really having any fun, there were five left of us, out of seventeen, and we walked and walked to our only choice but when we arrived there, we decided to not go in...hmm...and on our way home, we were two one two, being me the one, and with my balloon, if someone hidden in the bushes made a picture of me, it would trully be a beautiful photograph. so we eventually arrived at the place where they ate warm bread with cheese and...i guess we were all so tired that this thing happened. when one spoke, the other one would repeat it and everyone would laugh, i don't know why, but it worked. joana said this complicated word to the immigrant that was serving us, and that was the funniest thing.