I am having a very bad day. It started off with a very soar throat and then propelled itself to the height of chills and nausea. After two advil it loosened up and got a little better. But then I realized I have to write a short story, 3 poems, and do a hw assignment in addition to reading a novel... all by thursday night. So, that killed the tiniest little buzz I had. Then after smoking a little bud to calm me down, I left my cell phone and student id card in the school's cafeteria. My life fucking sucks sometimes.
I don't know. Lately I've been feelign very she-wolf. I've been smoking pot all day witht he boys and then roaming aorund campus, taring a part every social observation i make with inquires about morality and insight. I've been debating people and standing up for myself. It's a good feeling.