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it's definitely spring when you see at least 5 hickies in the duration of 10 minutes. it's funny also that they don't even try to hide it. as if hickies are a badge of honor and if you don't have one you're a loser. because EVERYONE wants a big purple bruise on their neck.
i have come to the conclusion that hanging around friends who are high, is just as good, if not better than, being high yourself. not only are you laughing just as much as they are, but you're laughing because they say the stupidest shit, and they're laughing because that's just what happens. first of all, i hate having to smoke it because smoking rips out my throat and cooks it for dinner. i also dislike how i become..[i'd tell you more about that but um...ask] but what i hate MOST about smoking is that everything goes in slow motion. WHY?! i can't focus and every step i take is 5 years long. i can't stand it. and what are the benefits? laughing. that's all. and yet i laugh just as much from just hanging out with friends. it's beautiful.
so nicole, james and i travelled back in time. got chased by a herd of dinosaurs which then transformed into a herd of raccoons. james also took a little TRIP down into the meadows. he even has mud caked on his pantleg to prove it. they also came up with some obstacle course ideas while watching maximum extreme elimination challenge. including a dodgeball dealie, smoking in the porter stump, and climbing the porter totem pole.
my apologies, readers. if you were expecting some thought-out, profound entry that explores the meaning of life and all its antiquities, then you have probably been sorely disappointed. however, if you were expecting such an entry existing on MY livejournal, you clearly do not know me very well. therefore, i'm not sorry at all that you were sorely disappointed. you had it coming. if, however, you were expecting the usual entertainment factor in my entries, they will return someday soon.
you must realize though. i actually take notes in my mind throughout the day when i think of something interesting to relate back to the livejournal. i should have known that taking real notes and writing it down would be much more effective than trying to remember something in this mentally retarded brain of mine. but alas. it is time to sleep. i shall think of something better in good time. until then, good night.
i enjoy long walks on the beach
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will someone who listens to the misfits please tell me what "angelfuck" means?
i have come to the conclusion that hanging around friends who are high, is just as good, if not better than, being high yourself. not only are you laughing just as much as they are, but you're laughing because they say the stupidest shit, and they're laughing because that's just what happens. first of all, i hate having to smoke it because smoking rips out my throat and cooks it for dinner. i also dislike how i become..[i'd tell you more about that but um...ask] but what i hate MOST about smoking is that everything goes in slow motion. WHY?! i can't focus and every step i take is 5 years long. i can't stand it. and what are the benefits? laughing. that's all. and yet i laugh just as much from just hanging out with friends. it's beautiful.
so nicole, james and i travelled back in time. got chased by a herd of dinosaurs which then transformed into a herd of raccoons. james also took a little TRIP down into the meadows. he even has mud caked on his pantleg to prove it. they also came up with some obstacle course ideas while watching maximum extreme elimination challenge. including a dodgeball dealie, smoking in the porter stump, and climbing the porter totem pole.
my apologies, readers. if you were expecting some thought-out, profound entry that explores the meaning of life and all its antiquities, then you have probably been sorely disappointed. however, if you were expecting such an entry existing on MY livejournal, you clearly do not know me very well. therefore, i'm not sorry at all that you were sorely disappointed. you had it coming. if, however, you were expecting the usual entertainment factor in my entries, they will return someday soon.
you must realize though. i actually take notes in my mind throughout the day when i think of something interesting to relate back to the livejournal. i should have known that taking real notes and writing it down would be much more effective than trying to remember something in this mentally retarded brain of mine. but alas. it is time to sleep. i shall think of something better in good time. until then, good night.
i enjoy long walks on the beach
--e--
will someone who listens to the misfits please tell me what "angelfuck" means?