I have officially died and gone to heaven. I'm in Florida with Kelsey, Jack, Kurt, and Alex and we are five of the happiest college kids to have ever lived. We're in a beautiful condo, on a beautiful beach, hundreds of miles away from parental supervision, and with more free, quality alcohol than I have ever seen. We spent the day alternating between the pool, the hot tub, and the ocean. This is the life. I don't ever want to leave. This place makes me infinitely happy, not to mention the amazing people I'm with. Seriously, Kelsey picked some good ones. They're hippies and I love them to death already.
On a slightly different note, I smoked weed for the first time in my life last night (after I was sufficiently drunk) and it was an interesting experience. It really didn't change me as much as I thought it might. It just made me really happy and relaxed. And it made me drink syrup "to sooth my lava throat." The lava being from inhaling burning ashes. But I learned how to work a lighter and a bowl and I didn't have a coughing fit. I'm rather proud of myself for that. I'm glad I did it with Kelsey and company because I trust them to take care of me and also to not judge me for being sheltered. More later, I have more awesome things to do than write about all the cool things I'm doing.
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