Day: wake...hanf over.
school; learned lots
marijuana: HaHAA! high
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top ramne: knapsack o food (thanks nick)
Work: not happened yet, but then to find gregory

"SURPRISE!!! " he says I found out later
later
later
-mjn

It has been about...what, ten days since my last post? Oh well. That must mean I'm enjoying life a little more than to be posting everyday. That's good news ( Read more... )

I feel a little better after the rest of today... or rather yesterday. I hung out with Mary all day, which was AWESOME. Actually, it was more relaxing and lethargic, but over all it was very enjoyable. I really like her. She is such a sweetheart ( Read more... )

Since my last entry, not much has happened. I had a short day at school, so I got some sleep. Then I had band practice where I sounded like shit. I need to quit smoking or something, becauseI am having a hard time not losing my voice ( Read more... )

Most likely, everything I say here won't matter a god damn bit. To you, I'm way past judgement. I should just give up now before I waste my time, right? By happenstance, I've been sworn an enemy. Once again, my apathy proved fatal. Unfortunately, I've been unjustly labeled in a place where fairness plays no role, and the only possible restoration ( Read more... )

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HE signed MY PACK OF CIGERETTES!!!!!!!!!! AND HE WROTE "YUM ( Read more... )

All right. After a mess of drugs, no sleep, very little food, and a fuck load of anoying tasks in between... I actually feel better. I am alert, not falling asleep everywhere I go nor still staying up all night. I like being able to sleep ( Read more... )

I NEED SLEEP ( Read more... )

I am so ohigh... I am the magic behind closed doors and I remember everything. Do you know where I am. Send me a postcard, I say. I told me that I was out of money ( Read more... )