May smoke before class. I’m feeling low.
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Ahahaha
This morning after I smoked, I felt like I could read everyone’s minds and everyone was saying “Lalalalalabadabaladeedadeedoo” And it was so fucking funny. I wonder if I was cheesing or not.
I just took my midterm completely stoned.
I missed 2 open ended questions, wrote a story for one of the answers and basically eluded the actual question, and then drew an illustration. I missed my new English class because I forgot it was a new term today when I scheduled to take my test.
I’m not worrying about a thing just yet.
well I’m not sure how true this is either, but Phelps would be a prime example of this statement.
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Drunk and high Day 3
I won’t be high for long. I only had time for 5 hits. Damn.
Edit: I’m not drunk… So never mind. For now it’s just being high as a kite. Once it wears off I’ll drink the other half of my loko. Even though I flipped thinking about the amount of calories in it, oh well.
I should just take my friends advice to not eat today. Ok.
I got super super high last night.
He rolled a blunt. Asked if I wanted a hit. Took a few. Felt amazing. Got sick from being drunk and stoned. Felt incredible. Stayed out until my mom called. Best friend was pissed and bugging out because my mom kept blowing up her phone and she threatened to tell her she wasn’t with me. I felt kinda bad, but I’m alot better at lying to my mom nowadays.
The only thing I hate about smoking is the red eyes. I don’t always get them, but when I do my parents know, man. They fuckin know.
But they didn’t notice last night.
I’m still buzzed.
