Better Myself Entrie #2

So I left off where i moved to this small cow town called Gustine. When i first moved here i had barely any friends at all, cause we moved here during the summer going into my 8th grade year. The summer was boring of course, and we had to renevate our house becuase Susan my stepfathers ex wife had lived there previously. He kicked her out so we could move in, and doing as what woman do she was gonna make it hell for my mom and I. So she completely destroyed things, dog shit or humans who know was spread all over the walls and carpets, there were cock roaches every where. Not to mention I found a dead gunniea pig under the refridgerator. So you can only imagine how discusted I was. For pete's sake I had never seen a cockroach before in my life, not to mention a whole heard of them, and their nasty ass odor they leave behind. I didn't sleep for two days straight, and when i did fall asleep i fell asleep in the car when we went to go get cleaning supplies. So I'd get like an hour or so of sleep cause that's rally how far the good stores are from our small town.

  After I started school and our house was finally pest free, i made friends. Alexis was one of them. She was like my Best Friend and we'd always get into trouble together. Well she started me on cigarettes, I thought it was a cool thing to do back then. So one day we wanted a pack but were both to young to buy it so i asked my brother inlaw Joe and he went and got them for us. On the way back for getting them he gave us a joint. I had never tried weed before, but by wanting to look cool I took it.

  Later on we went to a spot with Alexis's boyfriend and her. We smoked it now we knew how to inhale it because of weeks of smoking cigarettes and we got really high. Let me tell you. Everything was so funny and awesome... except for the munchies and cotton mouth i was having a blast. We cured our munchies with Hot Cheetos and quenched our thirst with Blue Gatorade. Its tasted INCREDIBLE.

When I got into Freshman year i kept the stoner momentum, I was a pot head. Along with my two best friends Corrine, and Chad. We burned it before school, at lunch (even if we had detention), and after school. We had a tiny blue metal key chain pipe that eventually got found by the drug dogs later on that year because we put it in the girls bathroom. It reaked too much. We than got caught together at this place here in town called the gravel pits. i still remember that day 12/21/10. We got taken to the LB police station to get picked up by our parents. I was stoned out of my mind from some feirce orange kush.

 As I went on through highschool I was always known as a pothead party girl. That seems all fine and dandy till bad things happen. On January 22nd 2013 my senior year. That's when things took a dive, and I did other drugs by than like pills, and coke but I always smoked weed. Well that night there was a party at my friend Bruce's house. He lived in a Junk Yard type thing and had a bunch of old trailers secluding an area where we could dance, chill by the fire, and play beer pong and stuff. Well that night My friends and I were a bit early, but we had a bottle of Watermelon vodka and we didnt give a fuck. So we took a couple shots and Bruce than handed me a drink and I thought he was being nice so i hugged him. You can only imagine what a boy that lives by his junk yard smells like; oil, garbage, and B.O.

After I drank that drink i felt really buzzed which was really weird because i can drink so much more than that...

Note from Heather:

Thanks for reading everything so far you guys, your comments make my day so much more awesome. I've honestly have been having such a hard time lately. I've been falling into deep depression, and just your guys's little comments, and ratings make me want to live a little more. They truely inspire me to share my secrets, and heart aches with you guys and make it into art. Thank you so very much!  You guys all have spectacular talent. I'm glad your also letting me share mine with you.