n.jane

Make a plan. Something similar to : - grab weed - decide on somewhere to eat - smoke the weed - converse , music intake , etc etc - reach food spot Now, usually we have no issues - but sum’times the herbals can take an “anti social” effect on ya - know what I mean … So being the obvious stoners that my co pilots&I are we enter a casual spot like Denny’s* & once it’s noticeable that there’s than a handful of drunk club leftovers, eating in their sweaty attire - we make the sub conscious but SMART decision to take our food to go. Why add the extra social pressure ? I’m not a fan of “announcing” my high , and I’m not afraid to completely remove myself from an overly social sitchu-ation.. ( the awkwardly positioned hostess didn’t help either ; her existence was a severe trip out ) … jus’ a high confession, get used to ‘em.

“Paradoxically, your long-term plans seem to be slipping away as you move closer to your immediate goals. You are at another crossroad now, so reset your compass and take a new bearing on your destination. Don’t worry if you decide to head off in a slightly different direction from your previous one. You’ve learned a lot about yourself and your world, so be prepared to change your course, if necessary.”

when i read horoscopes like this in the morning, i have to wonder …

“new year, new direction” , psssssh OK.

EVERY year is someone’s year to improve, or to change.

I’ve stopped travelling down the road of uncertainty along time ago and instead hopped into the car of consistency.

i have unofficially decided that being constant is the only thing worth working towards and maintaining in many new year’s to come.

to begin something and simply FOLLOW through with it 

OR 

to stick to your word / opinion and remain constant with your mental view of the world..

consistency.

i think it’s about time we all give her a chance to shine, see how well we work with the element of and flourish in it. 

not a bad idea eh ?

and if not, you can always just get another gym membership and let it sit there and collect dust ‘till 2012.

If I was allowed to take back a minute of my life, I don’t think I would. Despite all the genuine bullshit I’ve gone through ( so far ) I’m enjoying what I’ve become since then. You see, knowing you, is a lot more self satisfying then proclaimed. I’ve placed time on the top of my “precious” list of elements, right above harmonies & words. I’ve also begun to pick apart my ideas more precisely lately, you know - like getting really caught up in my own thoughts .. It could just be the weather having this effect on me, or the weed could be getting stronger. *shrug*

to misery & bullshit.
Keep it 100 percent positive.