fucking hippies on the floor.

my roomate likes to get high, so last night was one of those nights that i just have to blog about--not because it was especially fun for me, but because it was just so strange!

me and her were leaving the market when some shady-looking micro-cephalic thinks that it's just so cool to approach her, as if she was asking for it :/
as soon as she stepped outside, he attacked her [with stupidity] and mentioned that they were going to get high. she was nice before and then got really friendly all of a sudden. the fucker got invited inside so she could get his number and he started insulting me because i wouldn't "losen up." excuse me if i have a class at 9A to make [which i missed because i didn't get to sleep until around 4A...

well, the micro-cephalic his friends, a random guy named Tim and my roomate decided to go around back of some dorms to get high. The friend with the backpack on started to make some bong out of a two-liter bottle for my friend to get a hit off of. there was a bottle left from one of his trips there previously. i asked why there was peanut butter in his backpack, and he said that peanut butter stays stuck to your finger, so when you're high you won't stay hungry like you would be with other food. awesome. they all were right under some dorm windows, but luckily no one cared.

after coughing and inhaling [everyone but me], we went back to the dorm and my roomate put in our SawIII DVD for entertainment. i had to stay awake for her safety, so i tried to enjoy the movie the best that i could. the dumb high fuckers were so tore up tat they didn't even realize that they were watching the menu screen for the DVD and had to press play for the movie to start. they were just fine with watching that head swinging and the suspended arms. disgusting.

SawIII came out and 300 went it, so yeah--i was awake. blah blah blah, tie was pissed away until 3A when the fuckers slept over with my blankets on the floor. there were two high bitches sleeping on my floor and i woke up today to find one of them still here--the micro-cephalic. he wanted to take a shower. i said sure--whatever it took for him to get the hell out of here.