Now this is the story all about how my life got flipped, turned upside down
A little (very little) while back me and my friend Connor got some free weed from a friend of his. He told me we could go to his house then maybe go on a bike ride or something and smoke it. We went on the bike ride, rode into the middle of a cornfield and pulled the weed out of the socks they were stuffed in when they were delivered to us. And whadya know.. HOLY SHIT we got 2.5 grams for free. We looked at each other a little stunned, then i quickly pulled out my papers and Connor started rolling. Of course with our luck it started to rain and the joint he rolled sucked a big one. So we went back to his house and waited for his grandma to leave. We still had over 2 grams left because we didn’t even end up finishing the joint. We went down to his basement. I jammed on his 1960’s electric guitar while he rolled 4 joints for us. We decided we had to smoke all of it because neither of us wanted to have weed in our rooms at this point because both of our parents had been suspicious of us lately. So we decided to have That 70’s Show theme going and set-up a table, and pass the joints around..even though it was just two of us, but whatever. So we each smoke our own joint, then share the last 2 1/2. We talked about basically everything that day. He was telling me about family problems, friend problems, crushes and…masturbating. ANYWAY it was such a great time, until the phone rang. Connor looked at me from across the table and fucking sprinted up the steps and i could. not. stop. laughing. He came down and was all
“the whole fucking upstairs is hazy and smells like pot”
So i ran upstairs and told him it was just dark out and it didn’t smell. Then my brother called.
“Hey, mom wants to know when you’re going over to laurens.”
shit
I had completely forgotten about the fact I was supposed to go to my best friends house to study for a spanish test.
“Um, tell her to come get me at 6”
“okay, she’s leaving now.”
JESUS! ITS 5:50
“alright cool”
*hangs up*
“CONNOR GET ME SOME FUCKING EYEDROPS”
We ran to the bathroom and looked at ourselves in the mirror. My eyes were red as the devils asshole. I poured half a bottle of eye drops in and then i hear the doorbell ring.
She knew.Two weeks later I got caught smoking out of a homemade bong in my room. I’m ungrounded tomorrow. I have anxiety just writing about this shit. I would feel like Caragh but I really think that anyone would feel this way. OH my gosh, I can’t believe i couldn’t fake sober, I acted like a fucking hippie in the car. SHITFUCKDAMN
I have been trying to learn the dance part where she is skip-dancing up to the microphone for 20 minutes now, so…
Started This Too Late…
I am in the last week of being grounded. At the beginning of my six week grounding I had the idea of making a blog and I am JUST getting around to it so this probably won’t even last long. Shittttt. Oh well yo, i get to smoke weed again and Im gonna go bat shit cray cause it’s been SIX WHOLE WEEKS WITH NO POT
side note: if my parents find this I will literally be dead and homeless. Except I’ll be dead so the homeless part won’t matter so much
