weed noodle
they told me-4 months after- it wasn't the sea salt or the sand between my toes that made me happy that day. there was something in the noodles. a bag of it.
great. just great. my first high and i didn't even realize it was synthetic. might as well. i would have been too chicken to try on my own anyway.
so that makes me wonder- maybe there are things in life that i would have to be forced or tricked into to experience them. wimpy, i suppose but hey, i don't know anyone who's brave all the time.
i wonder if i take that road. shape my life around that and let things happen to me. i think maybe i just miss that hot pot of noodle.
great. just great. my first high and i didn't even realize it was synthetic. might as well. i would have been too chicken to try on my own anyway.
so that makes me wonder- maybe there are things in life that i would have to be forced or tricked into to experience them. wimpy, i suppose but hey, i don't know anyone who's brave all the time.
i wonder if i take that road. shape my life around that and let things happen to me. i think maybe i just miss that hot pot of noodle.
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you're writing again! holy guac. and the i was too much for him, too soon adage fits perfectly. but this, for me, is about a someone i met recently who made me angry because he suddenly bored me with his conversation. pretty superficial, huh? your story is much more poetic.
i'm lost. are we talking about plain and simple ramen or some profound metaphor?
i, too, am lost. instant noodles always give me constipation
kinda radiohead via "fake plastic trees".
whatever.
galling. (hope i got it right - need to go back to the comment you left to check!)
weed is good for you. i've said that for like 8,472 friggin times already.
it wasn't instant noodles. it was laborously cooked thin noodles with lots of spices (because we were broke and couldn't buy anything from the passing firsherman. drat, i can still imaginne how those big, fat red crabs would have tasted like.) the noodles? popularly known as "miswa". fortunately for me, hours before i flew to cebu, i went through the company's random drug test. so no worries when i got back. safe for a year. i think it was also a first for the other guy. the other guy. yep, he's just another "other" guy for me now. his loss, naturally.
need some more of those 'noddles'.
fresh ones too.
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