So my sister asked me the other day if I’ve ever smoked pot and I’m an honest lady and told her yes, mind you my sisters a prude and so I figured well might as well ask her since she asked me, I fully expected her to go no never! but instead she goes, I’ve never smoked it but I’ve inhaled it. My mind was like “WOAH! what really, your a fucking prude over there act like you are so good and do nothing bad but you’ve inhaled!” But all I said was ohh…
Can I have that hat, and that shirt… oh and that hair! <3
I talked to my daddy about what I should do in January and he understands me when I speaks and talks to me not at me =] I got stuff figured out I believe and this will be my first official announcement I’m coming home in January! =]
I know before I thought of coming home as though I failed at what I wanted to do, and what not but I don’t see it that way anymore. I see it as sucking up my pride and doing what I need to do. Going home for a bit will help me figure life out and what not, where as moving to AZ on my own will just confuse me and set me back financially with life goals.
Also I can’t fucking wait to see my friends back home! <3
I was reading an article from 2000 about the launch of green ketchup and at the very end it says, “Blue M&Ms, pink-stuffed Oreos, green Ketchup…what’s next?” and I though to my self BLUE M&Ms o.O? But then I Remembered when I was a kid eating M&Ms and going this blue one’s a new color isn’t it?
Oh the colors of food…
vagina cupcakes…. well that’s frightening.
This really is frightening, I cringed away a bit from the computer…