So, I fell. And I fell hard.
At the age of 20 I was a golden child of sorts. I hadn't touched any sort of drug ever, I was in the top 95 percentile of my grade, I had just transferred to a university....life was looking up for me.
It all started with a song. In it, many weed references were made. After researching it a bit, I decided I'd one day try it.
The first time a mind altering substance crossed my lips, I was 20 at a party in college. It wasn't even my first party, mind you, but I had decided enough was enough, and that I'd help myself to someone else's beer. A couple beers in and I was feeling good.
At a later party, I was drinking, and someone decides to smoke weed. I always wanted to try it, so I made myself available. One hit, and though it didn't affect me much at the time, I definitely felt different.
After having drunk a whole bunch more, a friendly stoner guy invites me to his dorm room, and he smokes me out. This was the first time I was truly high. After freaking out, I decided to call it a day and go to bed. The strangest thing was, I was sharing a room at the time, and he had over a mutual friend. It was beyond weird that night....I was half sure I wasn't going to wake up.
From that point on, the floodgates were open. I pretty much smoked all the time and it was a strange experience being high for months. Quite predictably, my grades started to suffer. I was a math major, and obviously you can't be in other mental states while trying to wrap your head around sequences and series...in an effort to change the quickly declining trend of my academic , I changed my major to philosophy. With philosophy, though I couldn't necessarily
At the age of 20 I was a golden child of sorts. I hadn't touched any sort of drug ever, I was in the top 95 percentile of my grade, I had just transferred to a university....life was looking up for me.
It all started with a song. In it, many weed references were made. After researching it a bit, I decided I'd one day try it.
The first time a mind altering substance crossed my lips, I was 20 at a party in college. It wasn't even my first party, mind you, but I had decided enough was enough, and that I'd help myself to someone else's beer. A couple beers in and I was feeling good.
At a later party, I was drinking, and someone decides to smoke weed. I always wanted to try it, so I made myself available. One hit, and though it didn't affect me much at the time, I definitely felt different.
After having drunk a whole bunch more, a friendly stoner guy invites me to his dorm room, and he smokes me out. This was the first time I was truly high. After freaking out, I decided to call it a day and go to bed. The strangest thing was, I was sharing a room at the time, and he had over a mutual friend. It was beyond weird that night....I was half sure I wasn't going to wake up.
From that point on, the floodgates were open. I pretty much smoked all the time and it was a strange experience being high for months. Quite predictably, my grades started to suffer. I was a math major, and obviously you can't be in other mental states while trying to wrap your head around sequences and series...in an effort to change the quickly declining trend of my academic , I changed my major to philosophy. With philosophy, though I couldn't necessarily

