I can't figure out how to get pictures in this thing.
So I guess I have two fractures in my ankle (one old and one new) and that's why it's been swolen and hurting for the past three weeks.
I feel really guilty because, not only did Lindsey try it with us for the first time, but, a few days later, Derek did too. I ate it, like last time, but this time... it never really worked. I think I just sort of... slowly digested it all night long... which sucked. And...
I tried smoking it. Once. It was horrible. I just stood there, completely still, for about 10 minutes afterward, waiting for the smoke in my lungs to please leave and trying not to cry or have a panic attack. Never. again.
New Years Eve sucked. Really badly. My aunt Carol had a small party. Too small. The food was good, playing Excite Truck on the Wii is always fun, and Pictionary rocked (mainly because I'm good at it!). But at 9, Ethan, AJ, and I left (they made me. I didn't want to go.) to go to the old, empty Gilbert house (with Carly, Lindsey, and Derek). You know what that means. So, I ate the pot on the way there and, like last time, it never really kicked in. I mentioned that I didn't really mind second hand smoke and so Carly and I tried that thing where she blows it straight into my mouth. But it was just as bad. And so I was only a tiny bit high all night and bored out of my mind because we didn't do anything. At all.
The next day, I was really excited because we were all going to see Night at the Museum in IMAX 3D! My dad has lots of free tickets. We get there and find out the tickets only work at the Arizona Mills imax (which only ever shows stupid movies that nobody wants to see). Then, we all pay for our tickets and get in there to find out that is ISN't even 3D and it isn't the real kind of IMAX where the screen goes all around you. It's just a slightly bigger screen than normal. So basically, we all just payed 10.50 each to see a shittyass movie.
I have to go get a cast on my ankle now which means no hot tub. Damnit.
I feel really guilty because, not only did Lindsey try it with us for the first time, but, a few days later, Derek did too. I ate it, like last time, but this time... it never really worked. I think I just sort of... slowly digested it all night long... which sucked. And...
I tried smoking it. Once. It was horrible. I just stood there, completely still, for about 10 minutes afterward, waiting for the smoke in my lungs to please leave and trying not to cry or have a panic attack. Never. again.
New Years Eve sucked. Really badly. My aunt Carol had a small party. Too small. The food was good, playing Excite Truck on the Wii is always fun, and Pictionary rocked (mainly because I'm good at it!). But at 9, Ethan, AJ, and I left (they made me. I didn't want to go.) to go to the old, empty Gilbert house (with Carly, Lindsey, and Derek). You know what that means. So, I ate the pot on the way there and, like last time, it never really kicked in. I mentioned that I didn't really mind second hand smoke and so Carly and I tried that thing where she blows it straight into my mouth. But it was just as bad. And so I was only a tiny bit high all night and bored out of my mind because we didn't do anything. At all.
The next day, I was really excited because we were all going to see Night at the Museum in IMAX 3D! My dad has lots of free tickets. We get there and find out the tickets only work at the Arizona Mills imax (which only ever shows stupid movies that nobody wants to see). Then, we all pay for our tickets and get in there to find out that is ISN't even 3D and it isn't the real kind of IMAX where the screen goes all around you. It's just a slightly bigger screen than normal. So basically, we all just payed 10.50 each to see a shittyass movie.
I have to go get a cast on my ankle now which means no hot tub. Damnit.