Sunday, April 8, 2012

Good Lives

Every now and then, I have a really awesome weekend. Where things just go smoothly. This was one of those weekends. First off, the circus was involved so how could it not be just a super big lump of fun? I'm serious. I fucking love the circus. A friend of mine had a couple extra tickets last minute so it wasn't an opportunity I was passing up. As soon as I walked in there I was instantly six years old again. I even bought cotton candy and a goofy hat. Totally innocent fun like that just makes me giddy. After that, a few friends and I started drinking some whiskey. They didn't feel like drinking after one or two drinks and one dared me to chug whiskey. A normal person would know better, but I'm not really a normal person. Also, I have no problem chugging liquor. No chaser either, just to make myself feel kind of badass. Anyway I got drunk enough to have fun, but not to make a fool of myself. I remember everything and just entertained everyone around me. So I was pretty pleased with myself for that. The next day was another adventure (oh how I do love adventures). Weed. I'm not really a huge fan of it just because I find most high people to be incredibly annoying, but I'm not against it either. So a group of us left campus in search of a suitable smoking area. The first place we found was behind someone's house on a path in the woods. It just screamed "oh please smoke here so I can kill you and hang you from the trees naked" So we vetoed that place and found a much better one. At first I planned to be straight but then again that's always my plan and it always fails. And it failed once more. But that was fine because it was so chill. So much better than the last time I was high. I became friends with a bag of jelly beans at one point. We shared a lot of laughs. Then I bugged out watching youtube videos and fell asleep. I wish every weekend could be this successful. Although it was uneventful, it was still highly enjoyable. Now however, I am brought back to reality by the large pile of homework that is sitting on my bed taunting me.

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