alright... it's all been shits and giggles... I don't know what I'm talking about, I'm so fucking tired and I have so much shit to do... I slept over yusef's house the other night and didn't sleep until 4 am... then I had to wake up at 6:30 am to go to wahiawa to take the driver's license road test... so I get there and I get a spot at 1:40 pm... so I have to stay around there for I don't know how many hours.. 5? anyway... you can walk through the town portion of wahiawa in 30 mins... so I went around and looked at some shops... but I had no where to sleep... I at a loco moco for breakfast at L&L drive inn... it sucked... I was so fucking bored and tired... then I took the road test... I failed... you automatically fail if you change lanes over the bicycle lane if there's a white line... that's what happened... but I got 13 points... so if it wasn't for that I probably would have passed... oh well... then I ate dinner with my father's side family... I ate top serloin steak... too fucking chewy I couldn't eat it...

and now... like I said before... I'll end this the way I started it... with a story about smoking weed...

so... lets see... this was last last week friday... when me and yusef went on the manana trail to check it out to see if it was a good place to have a party... it turns out it's too far of a walk... on our way back we decide to get stoned.. or in my case, try.... and it fucking worked... after a couple hits from a pipe... I AM ROYALLY FUCKED... it's hard to describe the feeling... but there's this thing that would happen a lot while I was stoned... where I would "wake up" and then everything I did before I woke up, would be like a dream, and just start coming back to me... like I didn't wasn't talking to yusef the whole time, it seemed like I only remember doing it.. not the act of doing it... it's kind of like this one scene in Trainspotting where the main character takes a hit of heroin and just sinks into the carpet... everything sounds kind of muffled and distant... anyway when I first "woke up" it was so fucking trippy, I was yelling "WHAT THE FUCK JUST HAPPENED? THAT'S SO FUCKING TRIPPY, FUCK DUDE... THAT'S FUCKING TRIPPY" and it seemed like I was just talking normally but I was yelling it... the way back is a blur... I hardly remember many things happening.. just stumbling a lot... hah, we also got lost... yep... we were so into talking and shit... we walked off the trail and started walking down a steep hill... only half way down did we realize the hill was pretty steep and that we'd had gone the wrong way... I so messed up... I also remember walking down hill saying "I can't control my body" and as the hill got steeper I'd walk faster and walk all stiff armed and legged... like a robot or something... it was weird.... overall it was a very different, trippy experience... it's not my thing though... too fucking trippy for me...

well my dear readers... it's been fun and I enjoyed meeting new people... thanks for the support and conversations... but, all things must come to an end and here's mine... tomorrow I'll be leaving on a jet plane around 8 pm... and I don't know if I'll ever be back again...