Seems a lot of people are.waiting on the fucking 2c's
RCs, they call them. The world is bigger than some 2c's... but sometimes the 2C's can be bigger than the world... or so it would seem after you eat them.
And I feel very fortunate going into this new year... I know a guy who works at a distribution center very well. [Cases of Gatorade, candy, cartons of cigarettes, etc.]
I have a good job and the employer said they'd keep me after the busy season is over.
I have a good car, and good drugs on the way...
I'm just surrounded by money and drugs and cars... 420 so far away though... Hopefully this next year will mark the year that I don't get arrested, put on probation, or fuck up probation, breaking the streak...
Fuck having not so much to worry about... except failing so many classes except for 3 credit hours last semester... I blame the constant acid trips during crucial times of school work...