Yep, a deal was made last night and gained me twenty bucks. I sold an old metal pipe of mine to my ex-suitemate and *POOF* a twenty dollar bill was sitting in my hand and my pipe and my suitemate disapeared in a thick cloud of smoke. I bought a glass pipe a week or so ago, it's so beautiful. I've been stoned so much more now that I have it because people are always offering to pack it up for me and how could I turn them down?
Today is Thursday, math class day. There's this really cool girl in my math class named Monica. She has blond hair that she always wears up and she wears a huge butterfly clip in her hair, she wears glasses and she's always smiling. She seems really classy and the kind of girl that you need to impress. I don't know. I met her at a party and I was really high and about to pass out, quite the first impression, but she didn't mind. We talked in class today about our low quiz scores. She also does a lot of drugs.
I finally figured something out though: I'm not the only pot head in that class, everyone in there is a pot head. It makes total sense to me. The reason that there is such a class as college algebra in the first place is because there are a ton of pot heads in college that don't "get" math so they have to take a really easy class. So that's my theory: everyone in my college algebra class is a pot head.
I went to a party at VA Tech last night and got drunk... it was fun. The people that threw the party are really into Beer Pong. It was getting really rowdy towards the end, seemed like a fun drinking game, a lot better than "Asshole" anyway. (I'm so bad at that game.) I'm going to the Rugby house tonight for a ticket party, should be fun. I also have auditions for a play tonight. Busy busy. My sinuses are starting to bother me again, damn things.
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