I went to Beau's today and ate pot brownies. They didn't do anything for a while and then I was like "fuck this shit." Then, as we were watching Bill and Ted's Excellent Adventure, I started to feel as if I had smoked, except I didn't have a scratchy throat. Then I got tremendously high after we went to the Meadows for the Girl's Soccer Party. It was then that I entered a world of being high. It wasn't just a visit, I had checked my bags in for a 5 hours stay. It was being high for what seems like a permanent amount of time. I'm still high from them now, but it's dying down. I'm glad, after a while being that high gets annoying. I really wanted to come down.
The party sucked though. It was a bunch of dudes. All the girls left right away. It was total sausage at one point. Then me and Jo Jo came back to here and ordered pizza. It was delicious.
We heard three LOUD knocks on our door. I got really scared so I didn't answer it. Then when I left to get the pizza, there were three muddy footprints on the door. I wonder what would have happened if I answered the door. I might have gotten the shit kicked out of me.
The party sucked though. It was a bunch of dudes. All the girls left right away. It was total sausage at one point. Then me and Jo Jo came back to here and ordered pizza. It was delicious.
We heard three LOUD knocks on our door. I got really scared so I didn't answer it. Then when I left to get the pizza, there were three muddy footprints on the door. I wonder what would have happened if I answered the door. I might have gotten the shit kicked out of me.