MAry Jannneee...

Few people are as committed to pot smoking as i am for i wake and bake!
i raise with red eyes!
turn and burn
pillow and billow
rust and roast
raise and toast
oj and roll j
puff and muffin
pancake and bake
big bowl of raisin bran. big bowl or resin
mannesquik and hit this shit
scope and dope
listerine and mister green
MY WEED IS MY VILLAGE ARIASE STICKY GREEN VILLAGERS
BIG DAY AHEAD MEETING AT THE FIRE PIT
SOME OF YOU WONT BE RETUNING HOME THIS EVENING
BUT HE BRAVE MY NUGGETSFOR THE HOUR OF WEED IS UPON US
THE TIME HAS COME FOR TODAY WE PACK THE CRON AND THE CRACK OF DAWN
thank you very much
the marijuana leauges

U know ur from Dale City if:

-U can name all of the streets on Dale Blvd. in alphabetical order

-poppy from the mapledale amoco knows ur name

-u went godwin, saunders, or beville

-even tho ur sick of potomac mills, u still go there every weekend

-when u n ur friends are bored u all go to wal mart

-u dont actually pay to work out at the dale city rec., u know that u can just walk in through the back.

-u went to water works on ur last day of middle school

-u hated hylton because u went to gar field

-u hated gar field because u went to hylton-

U Still wonder what the hell happened to incredible universe

- U used to post up in front of the AMC until the cops told u to move

-U used to live closer to the city, but ur parents moved south because it was more affordable

- your parents are now thinking of moving to stafford/fredericksburg

-when it snows your county is the last to announce that school is canceled

-u know six different ways to get to potomac mills

-u and ten of your friends have the exact same house

Book made into Movies

Why do they even bother? They always mix everything up and nothing comes out right. I'm watching Valley of the Dolls , I'm halfway through the book itself but really wanted to see the movie.

The whole storyline is out of whack character have been cut out. They jumped to the middle of the book sparing the details that make these characters come to life.

I am sooo disappointed.

The Painful trip to Ohio and back

Thank god, that I am saved.

But that doesn't stop me from hating my dad more. But he's my dad. No matter how irresponsible he is, a kid stuck in a grown up failing to act like a dad.

My fraternal grandpernts live in Ohio, in a city where nothing is happening and everything is dying. It look like it used to be a cool place in the 70's or 80's but then people moved out and the businesses closed down. But I love my granny and I hadn't seen her in a while so I knowilingly agreed to a five hour road trip to ohio. Oh but its this saturday. Oh yeah and the women he left my mother for is tagging along yippee!!

That's how my dad like to let people know things. Dropping fragments one by one saving the worst for very last.

Oh I'm just sleeping at work.
Oh I just rented out a room someone where, your momma is crazy.
Oh yeah, the roomate is a woman.
Who I hapeen to be fucking.
And leaving my wife and kids for.

I didn't know about Mrs.X (yeah she's still married but seperated) tagging along til the day before. Yeah, she was taggging along because she was paying for everything: tiny ass rental car? check. Hotel room 30 mins away from grans house so they do god knows? Hell yes. His Balls? In a bag. I swear I never saw my dad pull out his wallet once. She's his sugarmamma?

I couldn't help but think, as I do when I always see her, what does she have that my mom didn't have? Why did her leave my mom for her? I have the mindset that she's downright ugly but I am unsure if that was my hate making her ugly in my eyes. Is it normal?
I know I am very much like my mother which makes me worry if my future husband may leave me for some characteristic or what not that I am not aware of?

Ughh..

Anyways car was cramped, ride was long, why are sibling always so annoying. I hope they get better with age, because i almost can't stand to even think about being around them with their constant bickering.

I was so happy when we got there so I could get out of their enviornment, and go up and set up quarters in the guestroom. The night we got there I mostly caught up with my step sister who I had not seen in ages, it crazy how we were so close in age (six months apart :$) but it seemed as if we were in two different worlds. Her living in cleveland with her beau and two kids, overall happy but going through all sorts or turmoil, we discussed my failures and how I was trying to make for them and my dads horrible parenting.

I told her that I had finally realized that what my dad did to her family he did to mine as well, it seemed as if he wasn't happy and had an escape route he'd take it. Was he bored? who knows?

I referred to a conversation I had with my dad earlier, it was about the Marines- where my parent's had met and conceived me. I asked him why he enlisted to which he responded " I had one baby and another coming on the way I was trying to get out of there anyway possible."

Nice answer. My stepsister agreed that it was tasteless and showed his true character. One of those dumbasses who go around fucking chicks and cant be bothered with a condom. then he's wondering why all these chicks coming up pregnant and how is all that money being deducted from his check. That's back child support.

I wished my mom did file for child support. But she's stronger then that.

Next day i spent all day in church, freezing and/or sweating, and running after my neices and nephews so they wouldn't get their skulls cracked open.

The trip was worht it because i got to see my grandparents, I only see the once ever two or three years so I value all my time with them. My grandmother is a devoted christian pastor with her own church and I think the world of her. Or I did...

Learning to Drink...

Here I am at the laptop pounding down a horrible tasting screwdriver.
Here I am contemplating shots.
Here I am wondering if my roomie is still in the kitchen, and if it'll look weird that im about to smuggle a whole bottle of orange flavored vodka to my quarters.

It's a friday night and I have nothing to do.

Sometimes I feel weird just sittin here, while other people my age are socializing, drinking, having fun in general- and I'm here sweating. At times, I feel as though I am an uncomplete puzzle with that one peice missing that I will never find, - how did that firefly come into my room?

Weird?

When I was a kid everyone one in my class had it in there head that i was a witch or something. That I was gonna cast spellls and for some reason I was different. I have no idea why I never paid any mind until now 13 years when I go into the kitchen and my two roomates start talking about our "new" roomie and how he was talking about me. Describing me as weird because of my quiet withheld demeanor, lounging in the chair in the cool kitchen since my room official turned into an unbearable suana. Oh, this heat.

Am I giving out weird vibes, can people see right through me and watch the creepy movies that play in my head?

Sometimes I think I am exposed as someone I am not.

I met up with an buddy I hadn't talked to in a long while, I had go reason to at the time but with so many things behind us and being in good spirits I decided to overlook the problems of our past. Plus he friend requested me on facebook. I had sent him a freind request a few weeks ago but assumed he would reply. You know when you think its a long shot and you know for sure that it won't happen but hope is still enough to make you do it.

So two days ago I get a PM in my FB account with the subject: OMG

Raving about how good I look since I lost weight, wondering what I was doing, the typical question you ask when you havent seen someone in a while. we caught up, exchanged numbers and made plans to hang out soon.

Now I was originally planning on stringing him along and leaving him in the dust mid-convo but he was so sincere and geniuely happy to hear from me, so for some reason my plans blew out the window. I made last minute plans with him and we met up and went over to his place. He seemed alot nicer then when i last talked to him , before he was cocky and sorta annoying but hot so i still hung around, this time he was interested in what was going on since we last talked it was nice.

Then we fucked. A nice fuck but it would have had some much more potential with more time (that was my fault). The weird thing I didnt realize until after he was in the bathroom cleaning up was that he kissed me, no we made out. That never happened when we last hung out, that made me wonder. All this time I was thinking that this as a big practical joke and something bad was going to happen as an act of revenge since we didnt really end on great terms- but I am also very paranoid.

"Let's do this again" was constantly exchanged on the way back to my house to meet my boyfriend. I'm a horrible person.