so i had a wake up call last night...
i went to the red sox game last night. (greatest game i have ever been to) on the way home my friend and i smoked up i my car. he had to piss so we pulled into the rest stop just over the boarder into nh from mass. the trucks have a lane to go around back and the cars go around front. well i missed the part to go around front. and went around back. well there was a state trooper s soon as i saw him i knew i was done. came up game the usual bs about what we were doing where we are going. well he had a drug dog with him and it was going fucking nuts. he asked me to get out asked mehow much i had smoked. i knew we were buste so i was straight up with about it. he asked my friend to get out searched my car found my glass peice and bag. came back and read us the fucking riot act. broke my peice nd dumped my bag and let us go. really fucking decent of the guy the way i see it.
anyway earlyer we had been talking about how we need to do something with our lives and fucking get good jobs and educations. well think that was fates way ofslaping us upside the head and teling us to get our shit together. i mean i'm not going to stop smoking pot but i am going to tone this down. no smoking and driving that shit is all over and i'm going to start taking some classes to be an engineer.
shit has to change. no excuses. NONE!!
- shawn is H8tedByYou
"here's to a long life and and a merry one.
a quick death and an easy one.
a pretty girl and an honest one.
a cold pint... and another one!"
i went to the red sox game last night. (greatest game i have ever been to) on the way home my friend and i smoked up i my car. he had to piss so we pulled into the rest stop just over the boarder into nh from mass. the trucks have a lane to go around back and the cars go around front. well i missed the part to go around front. and went around back. well there was a state trooper s soon as i saw him i knew i was done. came up game the usual bs about what we were doing where we are going. well he had a drug dog with him and it was going fucking nuts. he asked me to get out asked mehow much i had smoked. i knew we were buste so i was straight up with about it. he asked my friend to get out searched my car found my glass peice and bag. came back and read us the fucking riot act. broke my peice nd dumped my bag and let us go. really fucking decent of the guy the way i see it.
anyway earlyer we had been talking about how we need to do something with our lives and fucking get good jobs and educations. well think that was fates way ofslaping us upside the head and teling us to get our shit together. i mean i'm not going to stop smoking pot but i am going to tone this down. no smoking and driving that shit is all over and i'm going to start taking some classes to be an engineer.
shit has to change. no excuses. NONE!!
- shawn is H8tedByYou
"here's to a long life and and a merry one.
a quick death and an easy one.
a pretty girl and an honest one.
a cold pint... and another one!"
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i hate it when it takes nearly being thrown in jail to move me to do shit.
i don't h8 you.
i don't know you well enough
happy monday. or something