I keep havin these fucked up dreams... last night you show up and, quite passively, give me shit for smoking weed when i had told you i wasnt.. then you and someone else proceeded to seek out my old memories, embarassing moments, lovely moments, and destroy them somehow or maybe making them all public. like taking them away from me and giving them to everyone. And there was no way i could stop you, you thought it was so funny. by the end of the dream i was naked and disrespected by everyone and everything. I dont know what any of that means, but im getting soo tired of having dreams like that. they keep my so confused. and i wake up really mad and frustrated. So i'm on day 17 no herb. but i still dream about smokn it. I'm getting kicked out for no real reason, i guess my rent money doesn't make up for my presence or lack of, cuz i'm never home. So i guess im going to move in with brad's family until i can get a better job n save up some money. which they are all about so i'm stoked. They're also gonna teach me to drive so i'm waaay stoked on that too. I was starting to think im gona have to teach myself. which would be fine but i kinda have a car phobia. This is gona be my summer. not like any other.