Drunk for 17. High for 9. Blazed for 10. Living in Buenos Aires for 55. Wandered in Urugay 20 Days.
Mas o menos 
I’ve scored some flowers. And not having any papers, or pipes. I’ve resorted to walking around with an apple. An apple that I smoke out of. Today I bought 3 green apples. Two to eat, and 1 to try out for quality. I was thinking about it, and in general green apples are more durable. In comparison to the Pink Lady apple that I usually use; a Granny Smith is even harder to the break the skin, bite, and chew. It must be be different and superior to smoke out of.
It was just a thought.
But I will see how it goes.
About an hour ago I’ve resorted back to random dance moves around the house. It’s kind of like a cool way to have turrets syndrome. There’s never a wrong time for an uncontrollable dance move.
I told my spanish teacher today, after i texted her half hour before class to ask to change it to 6, instead of 12. That I was a little sick today. A little pain in the throat. Lethargy. I didn’t tell her that for the past 4 days I had only managed to squeeze in 19 hours of sleep.
