What a night! Well yesterday was my municipalities birthday (Pitt Meadows Day). It is basically used as an excuse to get fucked, and I took the oppurtunity with glee. My day started out pretty bunk, slept in and drove my mom into the city. On the ride we discussed marijuana, legalization and my interest in growing. She is cool with everything as long as I keep my grades up and find my way into College/University. Well onto the night. I went out around 5 and started drinking right away (2-6 of Bacardi), I drink a quarter of it and have to go meet up with a buddy to get a tab, for free I might add. I get back to the party and things are gettin lively. I pop the tab finish my 2-6 and leave to smoke a blunt. I get outside and the E really starts to kick in, by now I am fucked I don't even know how to explain what I felt but it was one of the most intense highs i've had in awhile. I pass out after taking two fat hits and stare at the sky for a little while until its time to go back in. Around 10 the party is broken up (fuckin nosey neighbors) but it all works out as the fireworks are starting. As we get down to the fireworks my high is at its peak, every hair on my body is standing on end and I am super sensitive to everything. Despite the normally happy state E puts me in I got angry, and I mean really angry I throw my phone and break the screen! This makes me more angry which leads to a little scuffle with a buddy, no biggie. As I am watching the fireworks about 10 cop cars pull up and start tryna round everyone up, remember 300+ people are at the fields and 75% of them are fucked on something. A paddy wagon rolls up and cops start arresting anyone they can get there hands on. Me being an idiot think it would be a good idea to start yelling, "Fuck the Po-lice!". Turns out a group were right behind me, one grabs my arm and asks me to empty my pockets. I take my cellphone out and my lighter but leave my bag of weed in my pocket hoping the cop doesn't search me, he doesn't! He then proceeds to say, "You know what disturbing the peace is?" I say no in a sarcastic manner and he says, "It's exactly what I am not arresting you for, now get the fuck outta here you jackass" (gotta love cops!). I take it and leave, I go home and proceed to smoke another blunt and take a few more shots. This morning was brutal, I was sore as fuck but I am feeling better now. But damn, what a night!