One Time, we left an hour earlier for school.
Yeah that's right, we had school.
Sucks right?
Anyways, we got to Dream Team member number one's house and a new friend was there.
He matched our green crack with some stuff called naked lady...or something. anyways it was GODLY.
Around 7:45 we decided we better head off to school...school started at 7:50.
"this is the perfect picture of 420!" *smile, double thumbs up*
"....like 6 cops just drove by."
When we finally got to school, I remembered we had some standardized testing going on.
I was already late, but I still thought I should go to school. I was such a good kid.
I walked into the room and right where my tiny, gray haired math teacher would normally stand, stood a massive black man.
"are you __________?"
"uh...yes."
WHAT THE FUCK.
I was lightweight terrified.
He handed me my test booklet and wished me luck with a smile.
Oh yeah...testing....
That was some bullshit.
Why the hell did I think I could do Pre-Calculus while I was lit off my ass?
The math wasn't even the hardest part. The most difficult thing was tracking down those little bubbles you had to fill in! They kept floating away. I needed a nap.
Right before I fell asleep another kid walked in super late with sunglasses on.
"Damn....I need some Cheetos", he said.
"Dude...you read my mind. I'm hella hungry!", I replied.
Everyone looked at us.
Everyone knew.
That's alright. The other kid was my buddy as of right then.
That's the one thing about tree. It brought people together.
Then I passed out for a good hour.
After school, as a loyal toaker would do, I prepared to smoke again at 4:20.
Sadly, everyone was busy so I smoked alone for the first time in my whole life.
I walked through a hole in a chainlink fence that lead to a little concrete half-pipe like structure which was covered in graffiti.
I loved that place.
I laid down over one of my own tags and took out my last resort way of smoking; a pen cap.
Load. Light. Burn.
Literally though, it burnt my lips.
It was ok though. The little half pipe overlooked a field and some hills.
It was beautiful.
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