Shit. I think the only reason I missed days of high school was because I was
still coming down off of drugs from the night before, or I was far too tired to get up and make it through the day. And, in the same breath, I can say I probably only ever went to school because I was on drugs, if that makes any sense?
The first couple years of high school, my friends and me constantly used Adderal XR 10mg/30mg; the blue and orange ones, almost every day. We had a friend who was prescribed large dosages of them, and whenever he ran out he would steal his younger brother who also had a large scrip for them.
As I got older things started to progress a bit. A group of us often would smoke bowls of schwag, on the ride to school. Or park in the very back row of the parking lot, which was 'fenced' in I guess is the word, with rows of corn. One of the only great things about growing up in the country. We would also get drunk right before school, some of my braver friends would bring the bottle in with them and get wasted.
Plenty of times I came to school on still awake from the night before, as I had been rolling balls, the Red Ferrari's that hit the Midwest back Spring 07' I believe. Which were all the rave.
One semester I was in a split class with Juniors and Seniors, for a math course. One of my drug buddies, who was a year older, was also in the class. Since it was a split schedule, we would be in class the first half scheduled, eat lunch, then go back to finish the second half. Our math teacher, would always complain how we slept through his class the first half the day, then when we came back from lunch we would be wide awake (both sat dead center, front row, next to his podium). He thought school's lunch pumped us up, but the few lines in the boy's bathroom every day did the trick much better.
