Wanna Go Back to 1996?

Getting high for the 4th/5th time in my life really made me sick and sad. I felt like I flashed back to when I used to live in GUAM, everything that somebody said I would try and trace it back to when I was living there. I would do it in a matter of a minute and half, well, I was high, so that was probably like five minutes in real life. It also made me think of how everything was so.... "Real!" When I touched my leg with one of my fingers, my brain would send my nerves trembling all over my body... I want to say that weed was laced with ex. But, oh well, I'm pretty much done with all the "drug scene."
School is pretty straight, I don't know why people hate it so much. I guess it's all the note taking and shit. I'm just really into my accounting and math class, English is easy and useless; to me, and computer class is the pain-in-the-ass-teacher I knew I would get sooner or later. School owns my sould Monday, Wednesday and Friday. It's cool though because I got these boss shoes that look like Down Chuck's, but except these have leather and gator on it. AH! This pair and these rediculious ones on ebay; that are still there from a year ago, are my dream shoes. Yes, I am a guy with dream shoes. Haha. I think I'm actually known for my shoes. The faux Gator sneakers, snake shoes and snake slip-on's, the pilgrim shoes and the infamous 70's anchorman shoes. The latest though blow them out of the water.