the specific song is "keeping the weekend free". i know its a cover of a franklin bruno song, if that helps. My Mac is being funky, so if I dont send you the gmail this weekend, it is for sure yours once i get to work on tuesday.
fo shizzle.
Remember how we used to say "no diggety"? (By we I mean I) Well, I still hope to be saying no diggety AND fo shizzle when Im an old old lady.
Hows the puking going? I would suggest smoking some weed, but we all know Im not the girl to trust on matters that involve doing or not doing drugs at moments that may or may not be appropriate.
Like math class.
See the above comment for when you can expect your internet slap bracelet.
dude, i'd totally smoke the tinest bit of weed, but james is uptight about that. so no weed for me. it's ok though, i haven't actually puked, just morning dry heaves and all day vague nausea. it's ok! it means i'm having a girl!
oy vey. Well, let me just say that Junior year math class was one of the only real classes I ever had with Fern. So that was doing drugs in and of itself. But this math class had these huge floor to ceiling windows that looked out onto the courtyard in front of the school. That courtyard was below "the bridge" aka "where everyone hangs out and sees you in your math class and torments you loudly to come smoke this fat j".
So we opened the window in the middle of a lesson, crawled out (this is in no way subtle or hidden. At All.Mr. schnoglebottom, or whatever his name was half heartedly yelled at us, we werent so concerned. aaron kukla was watching us and laughing and he was HOT.) and smoked it, even though we were already wasted out of our minds on the blunt we had just smoked before class started.
Should we talk about tripping on acid in art class? Tripping at NRHS in general. God. I was a dumb kid.
its the new fangled google mail. a gigabyte of storage means never ever deleting an email, and some neat ways of organizing emails. Plus I think it gives you superpowers and makes your computer spit hundred dollar bills at random. And it gets you more pussy than you can shake a stick at.
Ive still got one, if you want a new email. hows ann? I miss her boobs.
anns boobs are having a chat with her toes right now. thanks but i think marges computer couldnt handle the power of a new mail. i got high before the health final on the drug unit.. this was like only a few weeks into my getting high so it took me about 10 minutes of the test to be able to write legibally again but then i aced it.
i went to jacob's health class on acid. then when mr. flash fuller asked some question about eating disorders was i raised my stupid hand to say, "well, it's kind of like when you're on acid and you know you should be hungry, but you just can't eat".
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if no one has it, i can try and DL the song you want.
is it the whole album? or one specific song?
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fo shizzle.
Remember how we used to say "no diggety"? (By we I mean I) Well, I still hope to be saying no diggety AND fo shizzle when Im an old old lady.
no diggety. no doubt.
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Hows the puking going? I would suggest smoking some weed, but we all know Im not the girl to trust on matters that involve doing or not doing drugs at moments that may or may not be appropriate.
Like math class.
See the above comment for when you can expect your internet slap bracelet.
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this math class story may be one i need to hear.
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So we opened the window in the middle of a lesson, crawled out
(this is in no way subtle or hidden. At All.Mr. schnoglebottom, or whatever his name was half heartedly yelled at us, we werent so concerned. aaron kukla was watching us and laughing and he was HOT.)
and smoked it, even though we were already wasted out of our minds on the blunt we had just smoked before class started.
Should we talk about tripping on acid in art class? Tripping at NRHS in general. God. I was a dumb kid.
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Ive still got one, if you want a new email. hows ann? I miss her boobs.
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