A lot has happened with me lately, and I've done a poor job of writing it.
Halloween was awesome. Went out with some of my oldest friends on Saturday, along with some new ones. Everyone dressed up, and we went to the local club. What made it so special is that we all took mushrooms before going in, so after being inside for an hour or so we started to trip. It made the night so much better. Seeing everyone's costumes, dancing with my raver friend, taking over a bathroom stall with my bffs, and just running around - it was all a good time.
I didn't realize how much I had missed my old friends. Being so busy with school, soccer, and just life in general...it felt good to reconnect with old friends. I even became closer with a girl that has always been in my social circle, but we just never really clicked. But during our mushroom trip we came to an understanding. It was a good feeling.
My trip ended with me being on my own, walking to MacDonalds with a group of people I didn't even know, then coming home to an empty house.
Every part of my trip had a different stage, a different feel to it, with original and refreshing thoughts.
Being home alone, for a good 4 hours of being high, was possibly my favorite part. What I did was relatively boring, but the thoughts in my head were wonderful. Just staring in the mirror, playing with my hair that had been painted black and white as the Bride of Frankenstein, and showering to get all the hairspray and dirt of the night off me. All the while having miniature epiphanies.
I want to write more. I want to finally learn to play the acoustic guitar I got two Christmas's ago. I want to run another half marathon. I want to live in my own house, full of people who are all different. I want to work in a resort town this summer. I want to go to Pride Festival in Vancouver. I want to go to Shambhala.
And most of all, I want all these wants of mine to become a reality.
So I'm going to make it happen. Starting...

A lot has happened with me lately, and I've done a poor job of writing it.
Halloween was awesome. Went out with some of my oldest friends on Saturday, along with some new ones. Everyone dressed up, and we went to the local club. What made it so special is that we all took mushrooms before going in, so after being inside for an hour or so we started to trip. It made the night so much better. Seeing everyone's costumes, dancing with my raver friend, taking over a bathroom stall with my bffs, and just running around - it was all a good time.
I didn't realize how much I had missed my old friends. Being so busy with school, soccer, and just life in general...it felt good to reconnect with old friends. I even became closer with a girl that has always been in my social circle, but we just never really clicked. But during our mushroom trip we came to an understanding. It was a good feeling.
My trip ended with me being on my own, walking to MacDonalds with a group of people I didn't even know, then coming home to an empty house.
Every part of my trip had a different stage, a different feel to it, with original and refreshing thoughts.
Being home alone, for a good 4 hours of being high, was possibly my favorite part. What I did was relatively boring, but the thoughts in my head were wonderful. Just staring in the mirror, playing with my hair that had been painted black and white as the Bride of Frankenstein, and showering to get all the hairspray and dirt of the night off me. All the while having miniature epiphanies.
I want to write more. I want to finally learn to play the acoustic guitar I got two Christmas's ago. I want to run another half marathon. I want to live in my own house, full of people who are all different. I want to work in a resort town this summer. I want to go to Pride Festival in Vancouver. I want to go to Shambhala.
And most of all, I want all these wants of mine to become a reality.
So I'm going to make it happen. Starting with writing here.