Well it appears every January I do something that gets me in alot of trouble, now. I had a persuasive speech about Prop 19 in speech class..I guess that combined with the limited things to do in this weather in this small town got me thinking about weed a little more than uasual...However I was still conscious about the all what happened last year and how it had healed (although me an my dad are always at odds about something)....the most recent thing was him takeing me out for some much needed driveing lessons, which he is always to busy for seemingly.....So I went and bought some of this stuff called Wild Dagga online. Its a herb that grows in South Africa and is like a diet marijuana...I felt safe cuzz I knew I couldnt get arrested or fined for it, and I feel like I have a right to put in my body whatever I damn well please..Because of its legality I tould some friends about it... and sold some atlunch time for cheap ( I bought an Oz for like $35)..and around this time a knew helper for Mr. Seuser started working in the building named Ms MJ. (No joke)...well when I was takeing my exams in his room (Extended time) Abel Ramirez walks in the room and I say "Hows that Wild Dagga?" MJ hears this..but I didnt think anybody would know what it was so I felt safe enough..well However Ms. MJ did over here this..and since her and her little boy go to our church she mustve Emailed Elisa.... She went into my room while I was at school found my pipe, lighter, and a bunchve blue pills which I had the emberrasment of explaining that I just randomly found them and took one after looking up the label...uh.... well I didnt know about ANY of this untell like 8 O clock at night when they called me upstairs....I stood my ground but they made it clear that this was a "drug free house"...and I cant argue with that..and they both said that the third time would jeopardize rather or not I stay here.... I didnt get grounded or anything (weird) and elisa was EXTRA nice to me when I woke up... before she left me home by myself for the day even...But im pretty sure thev realized that it was me obsessing about something, like when I do something I uasully go full..can be good or bad...(th/r words) So...my plan is to stay clean untell I move out which is hopefully next year. Sorry about the typos.