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so i can honestly say that the better part of my day was the track meet in NY. it wasn't so bad, friday night i went to my friends house and had a good time, i dont ever hang out with him and i wasnt expecting much by going over there...but it was actally entertaining, im glad.
i fell asleep around 3-330 and woke up at 430 in the am to make it to school for a track meet. i wasnt planning on going home afterwards, so i figured i'd pack all of my shit in my track bag. my bowl was a little to smelly, so matt cohen saved me by putting it in his car. we talked for a bit and then agreed we'd smoke that shit when we got back. he was really nice, he drove me to get some more bud, then to emerly's which he deffily didnt have to do but it was hot shit. :)
being at the meet yesterday was really motivating, they had all of these worldy track stars and we watched them break a world record. they are soo fast and good and graceful it was amazing, it would be really cool to be able to do that.
my mother was sleeping at 9 when i got to emerly's and so she wouldnt drive over my money, or extra clothes, so i got stuck in my track sweats, they are comfortable and warm but everyone was being really stupid and killing the idea that i was mrs. dennis. no one would take me to my house, and alex was being a total dickhead and once again dicked me out of having my fucking absolute, and at this pt. he can stick it up his ass because we all know that that is waht he would enjoy the most. i really fucked thigns up with him, i called him a billion times and bitched at him because i was in a bad mood, hes a fucking lazy bastard and it pissed me off. so that was my night, fun eh?
im just pissed off...ill write more later, i need to vent...i donno i just fucking hate this
i fell asleep around 3-330 and woke up at 430 in the am to make it to school for a track meet. i wasnt planning on going home afterwards, so i figured i'd pack all of my shit in my track bag. my bowl was a little to smelly, so matt cohen saved me by putting it in his car. we talked for a bit and then agreed we'd smoke that shit when we got back. he was really nice, he drove me to get some more bud, then to emerly's which he deffily didnt have to do but it was hot shit. :)
being at the meet yesterday was really motivating, they had all of these worldy track stars and we watched them break a world record. they are soo fast and good and graceful it was amazing, it would be really cool to be able to do that.
my mother was sleeping at 9 when i got to emerly's and so she wouldnt drive over my money, or extra clothes, so i got stuck in my track sweats, they are comfortable and warm but everyone was being really stupid and killing the idea that i was mrs. dennis. no one would take me to my house, and alex was being a total dickhead and once again dicked me out of having my fucking absolute, and at this pt. he can stick it up his ass because we all know that that is waht he would enjoy the most. i really fucked thigns up with him, i called him a billion times and bitched at him because i was in a bad mood, hes a fucking lazy bastard and it pissed me off. so that was my night, fun eh?
im just pissed off...ill write more later, i need to vent...i donno i just fucking hate this