Kxngoliver

So in my dream, Jamal big boy freshmen, was at the basement lockers and that teacher black lady whos always on third floor came up and game him a halfie in a paper napkin and i felt it and i told him that it felt a little skimp.. bu the funny/weird thing was that i gave it to him right away because i was conscious of what happened with my dad and i didn't want to associate with it anymore. and when i woke up it just made me really beleive that i'm distancing myself from the whole weed thing, if my subconscious self doesn't want to associate with it than my conscious self will be less likely to right? either way scene kinda changed and we were all in the 3rd floor caf just sitting around the back corner tables in a circle with big boy and i dont remember what we were talking about.