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Friday, May. 27, 2005 @ 11:53 am

Well this just goes to show, no matter what I say, I really have no strong convictions toward anything at all. I'm just a hypocrite. I really do just go with the flow. I can very easily be swayed.
Well...not that that's necessarily a bad thing all the time...

On Saturday night this one girl I haven't seen in two years, who made up 1/2 of my population of friends in elementary school (yea I was a loser then too..) im'ed me outta the blue like "happy really really reaaallly belated b-day!" I was like whoa...so anyway we got to talkin and catching up and she suggested we hang out on Wednesday. She was asking me if I'm into "naughty things" I said, naughty things like what exactly..then she was telling me what a huge pothead she had become and asked me if I ever tried it I said no, and admitted that me not doing drugs was due more to lack of opportunity than lack of choice. So she said she'd bring some along..

So yea, three days later, we're sitting in an alley across the street from her house and I'm getting high as a muhfucker for the first time. It didn't smell as bad as the shyt that my neighbors smoke. She had some high grade grass. At first I hated it cause I was takin huge hits and the smoke went all to my head and it hurt like a bitch..then it eased away...and I felt fuckin fantastic. I got all the usual stuff: extreme giggles, paranoia, and the fuckin munchies..in that order. So we walked around the neighborhood high as fuck, we went to dunkin donuts had bagels, muffins, jelly donuts..then to her house where I ate a box of teddy grams hehe...Of course I was 10 times worse than her since she had a tolerance to the stuff. She played all these tricks w/ my paranoia, got me scared of pigeons and minivans haha! We reminisced a little, watched cartoons, then two hours later she had to go to work and I went home, and it still hadn't worn off.

I..loved it. I wanted more. After a few hours as it was wearing off I got so depressed, it was like from one extreme to the next. I slept it off and went to work the next day, and it was all that was on my mind...wow. I guess this is just a testament to how empty my life is. I told one of my friends at work about it and he hung his head low saying "I'm very disappointed. That's so not you." I'm not so sure about that...

Ok but anyway without getting too deep and depressing, the point is, I had a good time with an old friend and there was a little pot involved. End of story.