Jun 11, 2004 22:57
My parents caught me with herb....a...ga....in.....
It went really well, actually. I was totally honest and told them that I'm completely responsible for everything I do, and watch my dear sweet ass whenever I do smoke or occasionally drink. My dad actually took my side and told me he was proud of me being responsible, and although he doesn't agree with me smoking, he knows that kids in highschool do that shit....and at least I'm not a dumbass about it. The thing is....I've been smoking since around 5th grade. I don't do it because it's rebellious or cool or it's what my favorite rockstars do. I've been around it so much, it's literally the equivalent of drinking a glass of wine with dinner to me. It's that little of a deal to me. People who've started smoking in the past few years have yet to get to that point, though. So, normally, the people I smoke with tend to douche out and be weirdos about the herb. Except Kayla. Because she's lovely.
Anyways....drug tests...bla bla...go to college.....get job...et cetera....
Totally, man.
Anyways....I'd really appreciate it if everyone who wants to do their good deed for the day would leave me some sort of inspiring message. Even if you don't know me or care about me...just...say something. Even if it's "you're really good in bed" or "I hear you're really good in bed."
Wait...wait....ESPECIALLY if it's that....