Stoned Ramblings

I had to give up pork rinds. The last two times I ate them, I ended up choking on them.

Once, I can blame on a cat making me yell at it to stop doing something while I had one not quite swallowed.

The second time, I have no excuse for.

 

Yes. I'm naughty, naughty, naughty.

 

but aeri, if your'e so naughty, you should know how to swallow....

 

It's just the pork rinds.

 

(jim carrey style) well, ah-halrighty then.

 

Tbh I think most people like me in the beginning and the flee when they think they get to know me. or they get offended at one thing I say and that's it. And 100% of the time I was probably messing around.

 

Meh.

If people have a problem with you, it's probably because...

I can't think of a reason.

 

I'm a pain in the ass who isn't serious all the time. Lol.

 

If someone has a problem, I'd think it's more about them than it is about you.

 

eh, i've met 'way' more offensive people here.

 

Ah well, it's all good now because I don't really care anymore. Like I said. I'm done with the negativity. Now I see an alert when I wake up I'm like yeah bring it on bitches!

 

and it winds up being a recipe for lasagna.

 

I wasn't cool enough to be included in that conversation.

 

it's ok. wanna go smoke behind the band hall and deflate mr munsen's tyres?

 

I wasn't that bad lol. I didn't smoke then. I picked up weed a fair ways out of high school. I kept my head down, had good grades, went to university, finished early. Then I picked up the weed and the mdma lol.

If we slipped class or school, I went to my gfs house. Slept in her bed. Heart all fluttering. Puppy love stuff. She studied, I slept. Or sometimes we went to the bowling alley. Lol.

 

(slides flask back into my pocket) well, alright, but we can still let down mr muson's tires before we ditch campus. you head for your gf's place, and I'll see if i can't pick up a card game or something. lol

 

What did this Munson fella do to you?

 

oh, him and the principal decided that i needed to be failed for two straight years 'for my own good', despite my grades being upper 90's across the board, because I wasn't 'mingling with my peers.' properly.

 

I actually felt sorry for our teachers, gosh they copped a lot from kids lol. That was our part of town though. It wasnt a run down school, it was actually quite good, but it was a small country town that thrived on sports. Nobody wanted to learn.

I did though. I knew what I wanted to be and I put through so much effort. Mind you my miss had long left school at this point so I just knuckled down got on with it. I ended up doing a 2 year study in sports medicine and then when I left I had the qualification of already passing 1 year at uni, so I went into uni already 1 year up which was a lot.

Then when I finished I applied as a joke to Denver Colorado College or Uni, they emailed back with interest lol. I also applied for some NASCAR teams but I never got a response. I obviously didn't go to Denver, but I think back and reflect on it a lot.

That was pretty much it for all that though. I finished the degree and never really worked as it. I was working in a tennis centre for a bit, people always had sore arms and ankles. Then I worked behind the bar and that was more my scene. Pulled some gigs at strip clubs which was heaps fun, then sports clubs.

When I moved here I had the hostel to work for. Now I'm doing construction type stuff. It isn't really where I want to be though, it gives me something to do though for a few hours every few days.

I wouldn't take any of it back, but I'd love to go back to when I was 16 skipping class again, just to feel that awkward puppy love and my heart racing 200 miles an hour just because I was in her bed, and not on the drugs lol.