Well the semester is essentially over, my fate 90% sealed. And it ain't lookin' purty.
It's happened again. Another semester started well, ended horribly. Change must occur. For starters: stop smoking so much. It's not even that I smoke so much, it's when I smoke. I get baked right after class and then it fucks up my whole day. Have fun trying to do homework coming down from a strong high, five hours later. It's got to stop. Now that my friend (who totally is the poster child for peer pressure) has a job, he isn't always around at that crucial time which is nice.
Okay, okay I know, you came here to read about weed! Well... the shit we have is grrreat!
It has a skunky, citrus-y smell and a tasty smoke. Yummy. Like, I actually want to smoke it to taste it...
In fact I'm too high to conti
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