Pot and the SATs
Well, it's that time of year, at long last. I'm a second semester Junior, and I'm taking the SATs this weekend. Woop-dee-fucking-doo. I'm on spring break, and the last thing I want to do with my time is end my two weeks with a 6-hour test. Oh, no, it's not four hours like you normal minded people--I have extra time. Two extra hours of fun fun fun test taking frivolty. Like I said: woop-dee-fucking-doo.
The worst part of this is that I just got back from spending about 60 consecutive hours with my parents going on college visits. thats 3 days and 2 nights of old, annoying parents. And I say old because my parents are unusually old: my mom is 56 (ok, not so old), and my dad, well, is 71. He got started late on the family front, and I'm the third of three children. Ok, that's explained. So anyway, I just did 3 grueling days of college visits; we went to 5 colleges, 1 the first day and 2 both yesterday and today. And now, sitting here writing this blog entry at Marijuana.com, don't blame me for wanting to light up and toke; it's been a hell of a trip...