i love staying home all day by myself. its so.. chilled out and relaxing. and i hate my family (except my brother) so it works. last weekend raped me. bad. friday chilled at sarahs, me and emily went to mike's house, jonathan came over, went to his house (smoked the whole time), had to go to tony's for a minute, slept at sarah's. saturday woke up, called mike, he picked me up, went to jonathan's, went to some dude's house, food, back to jonathan's, home. family time. it was super gay. after that was over at like 9ish 9:30.. something iduno. mike and jonathan picked me up and we went to their friend's house. drank some, smoked alot, chilled. it was cool/scary/weird. but still fun. i dont know what the fuck i did yesterday. tryna remember. oh. mike came over and we smoked here. then uh.. chilled? then sarah's. then spur to get munchies. then emily's and slept. then woke up sickly and came home. stayed home from school today because i feel mucho like shit. and still do. and i think im about to go back to sleep. maybe?