Explosions in the Sky is still the shit...

I decided to wash my sheets since that's what responsible people do and I'm awarded with lacey, pink undies that say "Let's Party" on them. Any girl in Clark Hall missing her undies?

5/1

I hate it when people say "excuse you". Especially if they're the one that's in the way. That's not how you ask someone to move.

To the fat("buff") Asian guy who drove like an asshole for a parking spot then wanted to fight me on the square in front of Wells Fargo because I called him out on it. . .You already embraced one stereotype, why couldn't you just embrace another and say "come at me bro?". . ."come out of your car" just doesn't have the same ring.

The Mean Green bus has to be the worst bus I have ever had the misfortune for riding. From constantly showing up late, taking those extra long breaks when people are kind of trying to get places, pulling up way past the huge ass crowd of people, and letting every damn pedestrian pass in front of them so that the people on the bus show up late, it's just one thing after another. I can damn well get places faster by walking or riding my bike which is why I finally decided to stop getting on and riding through campus.

Sometimes I imagine a lothario out there that goes by the name 'Gatorade', because he quenches the 'thirst'.

To the beautiful girl in the Pollos Hermanos shirt in my absurdly short RTVF class today- you are absolutely gorgeous. I wish I had the balls to come up and talk to you about nothing in particular.

So dont get me wrong here, i love a good smoke session, maybe a couple homies chiefin' on the bong, or just you and a bro smokin out the car. But to me, there is honestly nothing better than rolling your own fat ass blunt and enjoying said blunt with yourself, your music, your own thoughts, and the wonderful outdoors. It's just different when its silent and you can just think and listen to what's around you. Guess i just like the quiet, happy high it gives..