| | One Year Later...I felt like blogging and blogger was fuckin' up so I decided to come back to Xanga for tonight. It's almost been a year since I last posted here, and reading the comment Tida left me made me realize how you never know how things are gonna turn out. Last year I was mad at Tida for not going to my show, but this year she went twice. And FAME is special for me so I really appreciate her going, especially twice, and that she wanted to go not just because I wanted her to. And we're hanging out atleast three times a week now.
Now, a year later, things are different again. Tida and I smoke weed a few times a week, at least with the other people we hang out with but let's not drop names. I don't care about anything anymore. Blunts and smoke are the things I look forward to. I couldn't care less if I got caught up kind of because my room smelled like some type of smoke, I couldn't care less about anything except when the next time to kick it is. I can't want for summer, I need a break from school and this routine.
I don't wanna run away as much anymore, but I just really don't feel like being at home. It's not where the heart is right now. I always wanna kick it. I don't want that Microsoft internship either. I don't care about the African American Museum. I don't care about Japanese class, and the teacher needs to stop thinking that I do, I'm not an IB robot like the rest of her students.
I'm happy with the choices I'm making these days though, besides the fact that I have a headache from smoking earlier today. Tihoot or whatever from MESA gets on my nerves I'm glad I was high at MESA today because I can't stand her for shit.
I feel like I don't really have friends except for the people that go to Tida's house... And I feel that that's all I need right now, at least until I get back to Franklin where I will try to get back on track. But right now I don't wanna cut down smoking anything and I'm gonna keep doin' what I do.
I am a different person now, and very few people know me anymore. That's ok, the ones that do know me are the ones that matter. There's nothing else to say.
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| | Posted 5/9/2007 10:00 PM - 5 views - 1 comments
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