wendy

edited to add: before you read this entry you should download the three six mafia feat. eightball, mjg and young buck song "i gotta stay high" and play it as loud as you can. now read.

i smoked a lot of weed in high school. my brother was basically the main dealer for my school so there was an operation running out of his bedroom. i got it for free. i hung out with mostly guys, they all smoked. my best friend smoked. it was good.

i had to drive my brother and his friends to school every single morning and i can't really remember many mornings that smoking wasn't going on in the car. i could do one of two things every morning -- i could smoke with the boys, and enter school really fucking stoned, or i could pass on the grass and just get mildly fucked up since they kept the windows up and smoked until we couldn't see eachother.

since college began i don't smoke much, and this year has been the most empty of weed out of all of them. so anyway long story sort, i had a really fucking stressful week so i bought a bag for myself. every time i do this -- every time i get stressed and buy a bag of weed - i remain stoned from the second i buy it until it's gone. i think this happens because i instantly miss the feeling -- i instantly miss feeling like this multiple times a day.

there's something so relaxing about smoking a couple of bowls at my computer before i write a paper or do some reading or something. i've always been able to do homework stoned...i'm glad that i had my years in high school of making me able to do that.

whenever i get high i miss my boys from high school. they're all over the country now (well..the east coast of it anyway).. and we are never all in the same place. i think a couple of them may read this. hi guys. i miss you.

updated just in time for Hannukah....