Finally...Just me

ahhh.. 420

245 am. watching robot chicken. smoking a cig. writing a 10 page paper.

what im doing…

SMoking a bowl, writing a paper on a non fiction book about the murder of David Stukel, and watching a sweet show on Lifetime, “Gangsta Girls”…These bitches are crazy

mmmmmm

after a sexy dream about Steven Hyde from that 70s show I just cant look at hime the same way…

all nighter

welp. I fucked up..I have been fucking up this semester already.Have turned in 1 assignment in the past 2 weeks…I have about 4 I need to make up.Downed a 5 hour energy and on my 2nd coffee.. pulling an all nighter so I can hopefully get back on track with shit.This is guna be one long sucky night.

superbad memories…

i just got back from the bar…I am high and drunk as fuck… superbad, homemade nachos, a waiting cigarette is the highlight of my night. COLLEGE….. However the disappointment is that Evan played by Michael Cera looks just like my ex boyfriend and reminds me of him everytime… I love Michael Cera. He’s so cute and adorable…but when i see it and the image of my ex grotesques me. I am deeply in love with my fiance. I feel guilty for being reminded of my ex even though i cant help it. The memory isnt good and doesnt make me miss him at all. I love Michael Cera but the moment he reminds me of my ex i want to throw up in disgust…. MEH!!!!

i wonder…

Nothing seems to work…i cant seem to find any sort of good feeling or high. One bowl, 3 cigarettes, 2 hydrocodone, 1 clonazepam, and 2 nyquil tablets…still nothing