I hate packing. I am, you could say, the chronic over-packer. I never know what I should take and what I shouldn`t take, so I end up taking almost every piece of clothing I own. Almost every trip i`ve ever taken, I end up wearing only 60% of the clothes I bring with me. This wouldn`t really be a big problem(like they always say, its better to be over prepared then under), except a few simple rules I forgot about my trip.
Seriously, people gossip every which way about shit they know nothing about, people try to talk shit to you, you can't just be left the fuck alone, everyone is out into little "cliques", basically all this shit I hate. Man, I need some more weed.
Should win a Nobel prize or something.
Or at least make a statue( with syrup pouring out of the statue B) )
You think I'm crazy but think about how pancakes done wonders to mankind.
THINK ABOUT IT.
A world without pancakes...or even waffles.
A fuckin nightmare right?
It'd be really dope to smoke with a philosophy teacher? I mean think about it... they already blow our minds with crazy stuff during class. think about what'd they have to say if you got high with them outside of class....
Its blowing my mind just thinking about it!