what up, bra?

… i don’t know when i turned into a goddamn surfer.

my friends today told me they sat up all night last night talking about how awesome i am and how much they love me. then rissa was like, “yeah, you’re AWESOME to be around when you’re high.” i felt fuckin honored. it’s always good to be the kind of stoner other stoners want to hang out with. the same girls have also told me i’m a happy drunk, so i feel good!. C: rissa’s just good for myself esteem in general. she always tells me i’m pretty and stuff, even though she’s the prettier one!.

i’m listening to the song “stoned and drunk” by black label society right now.

have you ever felt like you could feel yourself getting smarter?. i have.

shit, i love http://www.highdeas.com. this blog is basically my own giant personal highdeas. but check the website out if you’ve never been there!. it’s the shiiiiit.

omg, we miiiight be going out to eat tonight and i’m SOO EXCITED. i love riding in the car when i’m high, and we always go to eat at places that are far away, so i get to ride in the car for a looong time. and i also love eating when i’m high, obviously!. i want to go to turk lake. they have the beeeest fucking food. can anyone say RIBS?. yuuuummmmm.

i know i don’t have many followers yet, (only eight lol), but i’m not gonna let that stop me from posting!. i’m not really worried about that right now anyways.

blaaaaaghh, idk what else to write about. being grounded sucks though. i literally haven’t been grounded since i was in like, fifth grade. i’m in eleventh grade now. i didn’t even get grounded when i got caught sneaking out last summer.

shit dude, i suuuck at guitar, especially when i’m high.