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I know, I'm not on much I always forget my password then just give up trying to get in. I really do make my passwords to complicated, But maybe thats just a good thing. So as far as this school year has been going I think I liked last year better...Really not sure how to start this up and start writing again. I met this guy, lets call him Beans. He's in my english class and sits in front my of and I sit far in the back. So in september Beans was rolling a joint in his desk and I couldn't help but laugh..his filter sucked. Beans asked for my cell number which I then gave him and I began the 4-5 month journey of smoking a lot of pot. Course I guess I could consider Beans a friend which realy he is. We laugh, talk, ..he kissed me a few times..Then got another girl friend ..But I'm fine with that. But me smoking pot almost everyday has opened me up to meeting new people yet I'm finding my grades slowly slipping away and some past friends looking down on me. Which to be honest the friends I don't care for much anyways. I like to talk to the people I like to talk to and sometimes I feel like I am constantly hushed. And Beans doesn't do that. He likes when I speak my mind. Probably cause I tend to point out what people think about and never mention. But Beans is someone to talk to. I guess I don't talk to Ash as much wish I did but hes got new friends and unless I'm high its pretty hard to get me talking to new people. Anyways I've done my fair share of stupid things with guys this year. Lets see I noodled with a guy, lets call him Zebra..He basically led me on enoguh so he can get off then stop talking to me a few weeks later. He walked past me in the hall the other day I smiled and said Hey Zebra and he just walekd past me. I guess when you fuck someone you forget who they are. Either way I shouted back asshole. He knows who he is..Fuck you Zebra.
Another encouter was with Indiana Jones... I was high...He wasn't. Spoke to him the next day and he was like I like some girl. And I was like ....good to know buddy..Guess thats my life..I get high..I whore up..and I stress about the fucking prom way to much. I don't want to go alone. Please for fuck sakes if there is a god out there ask him to find me someone I like. And get me a pretty dress..I deserve to sparkle atleast one night a year.