This summer has been tight, that's the best way to describe it for me.
Going back to school, tomorrow - it was inevitable I don't give a shit, in fact I want to talk to some people I haven't seen in ages.
We're about to get into the kick-ass climate of the Fall..
Then of course comes the harsh (and when I say harsh I mean so cold it cracks your bones) Canadian winter, for me and some other blades on here.
But whatever, seasons come and pass.
I've been enjoying the crap out of my summer, I hope the rest of you have as well.
Tokes, drinks, thizzes, and a few dances with the white devil - what more could one ask from a summer. A mixture of music, adventure and the "?" which is the mental abyss caused by hallucinogenic drugs. I'm just hoping that nobody has regretted their summer because I think I've personally grown and developed from it. Unlike other summers where I've been a lazy sonofabitch I've actually had the motivation to keep active, work my ass off, and party like it's 1999. Fuck yeah.

For Summer.
Goodbye my friend, I'll see you next year.
(But as today is my last day I can see no better way of spending it than by smoking out an 8th of fire kush).