a few updates.
my livejournal was dead for a little whiles, i doubt anyone noticed.
i went to mexico for aboot 12 days with mr. boykin, it was alright, i'll make a long picture post about it, i scaled down the number to about 119 pictures. we'll see how that turns out. or not.
i have to go to school earlier than all the other seniors this week because of calculus. it is teh suck. and two test days. but possibly no school on friday. that'd be nice.
i worked 23 hours this weekend and spent most of today talking to my 30 year old punk rock boss about drugs. it was really really fucking slow [as in not a lot of customers] but fun.
i may have smoked cocaine last night. chewie, to be exact. or maybe i just got paranoid and had a bad trip. who knows? mat rashed is a sketchy guy. right after i smoked with him, he preached to me about islam for a while. i was kinda weird because all the stuff was interesting, but i don't really want to convert/have a religion at this point, so i wasn't going to say something like "yeah, but i don't care," because then he'd preach more. plus, i was high as a motherfucker. danielle drove me home which was a really good idea, because i definitely would have crashed had she not. thank you danielle.
i feel like a loser in a "wow, look at the big kids" sense, but i like hanging out with the people at peets/shell. they're awesome. i must do that s'moah.
i went to mexico for aboot 12 days with mr. boykin, it was alright, i'll make a long picture post about it, i scaled down the number to about 119 pictures. we'll see how that turns out. or not.
i have to go to school earlier than all the other seniors this week because of calculus. it is teh suck. and two test days. but possibly no school on friday. that'd be nice.
i worked 23 hours this weekend and spent most of today talking to my 30 year old punk rock boss about drugs. it was really really fucking slow [as in not a lot of customers] but fun.
i may have smoked cocaine last night. chewie, to be exact. or maybe i just got paranoid and had a bad trip. who knows? mat rashed is a sketchy guy. right after i smoked with him, he preached to me about islam for a while. i was kinda weird because all the stuff was interesting, but i don't really want to convert/have a religion at this point, so i wasn't going to say something like "yeah, but i don't care," because then he'd preach more. plus, i was high as a motherfucker. danielle drove me home which was a really good idea, because i definitely would have crashed had she not. thank you danielle.
i feel like a loser in a "wow, look at the big kids" sense, but i like hanging out with the people at peets/shell. they're awesome. i must do that s'moah.