March and shit

Yo, I dropped out of UCLA on 2/16. I feel like I haven't done much since then. I have and I haven't. Here are my efforts to keep tabs.

3/14 I woke up at 5, put up music videos.
3/15 I spent the whole day playing video games, just like I planned. Great stress relief.
3/16 Lenette came over, we worked on her and Zoey's shit.
3/17 Promotion and video games
3/18 I went out with BMC and we smoked hella. Hit the view. Came home, ate dinner, watched The Big Lebowski

Why am I keeping these tabs? Why do I obsess over time...no idea
I got sick on 3/7. The same day my dad and I played some Skyward Sword. I smoked with Frankie...I got sick and everything after was history. I felt pretty depressed along with it. I slept like 12 hours everyday...

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