Take my hand, let me show you wonderland...
Well, I'm here in New Jersey, in the basement of my Grandfather's house, chillaxin' and being very thankful for wireless internet.
The end of the semester went fairly smoothly, with only one grade issue - my fucking Astronomy lab TA says he "never got the last lab," and otherwise my average would be an A (instead of a motherfucking B+ as it currently shows up on Student Central). Except, I fucking turned in that shit, and a day early too, and he better fucking find it and change my goddamn grade or there will be hell to pay. I can't fucking stand dealing with idiots.
So other than that fuckup, my grades are A, A, A, A-, B-, with a GPA of 3.67. Once my lab grade gets changed (and it better), I'll have a 3.71. Good enough for me, though hopefully next semester I won't have any ridiculous classes like philosophy again, and my GPA should be even better.
But enough about school. I'm on vacation, damnit. It feels so good to have a nice long break and not have some stupid novel to read or project to do, like how it always was in high school. It feels fucking wonderful. My break has been quite relaxing thus far - I am still pretty much completely nocturnal, which is starting to be more amusing than anything.
In other, probably more interesting news, I have recently had somewhat of an epiphany and completely changed what I think about drugs. Those of you who have known me for a while can vouch that I never used to do ANYTHING at all, not even drink. I discovered the recreational opportunities of alcohol shortly after coming to college, mostly because I wanted to see what all the fuss was about. It was pretty fun, though I have since realized it's only fun in the right setting of people, but at that point I still thought I would never even consider doing any other kind of substance.
I'm not really going to delve into what prompted it, but let's just say that I started to do a LOT of research on different kinds of drugs, their effects (both positive and negative), why exactly they are illegal, and basically any other aspects of them I could get my hands on. And ultimately, I came to this conclusion: there are quite a few different drugs that are really not bad for you at all unless abused horribly, and the reason such drugs are illegal is only because of a huge cycle of circular logic propagated by the government/media. It goes like this: Why are drugs illegal? Because they're bad. Why are they bad? Because they're illegal. Repeat ad nauseam. This, my friends, is the "War On Drugs," and for the most part it's a load of bullshit. Now, I am not saying that every drug is great and not harmful in any way. Obviously, some substances (Heroin, Cocaine, DXM, Meth, others) can be quite dangerous and if one chooses to use them, they should educate themselves as much as possible, and use extreme caution. But for the love of christ. MARIJUANA IS NOT DANGEROUS. It's basically impossible to die from a pot "overdose." And plenty of other substances (Ecstasy, Shrooms, LSD, others) are virtually guaranteed not to hurt you provided you educate yourself and use them responsibly and in moderation, and assuming you're not allergic or something. It truly boggles the mind that cigarettes are perfectly legal yet kill FUCKTONS of people all the goddamn time, and there has never been a human death resulting directly from using marijuana, yet it's OMG SO BAD and you're fucked if you're caught with it/using it. The same can be said of alcohol. Truly, there are no words. (Please note that I realize most people reading this have already thought of all these points long before I did, I just feel the need to articulate them at the moment.)
I could go into more detail about all that, but it's quite late and I need to finish this entry and get to bed relatively soon. I don't want to get into arguments or anything, but if anyone wants to know more about my opinions on this stuff you can feel free to contact me on AIM and I will explain further. But basically, you can see that my former opinion of "all drugs are bad, no matter how much you take or how often you take them" has drastically changed. Before, I was not educated on the subject. Now I am.
So uh...that's the long version that some of you might have been seeking as to why I was so completely fucked up (I believe the word is "crunk"?) at Domenic's wine party. It was damn fun, even though I probably made an idiot out of myself =P. And since then I have acquainted myself quite well with being high, and I'd say I rather enjoy it, especially with good company.
Well, I think that's about all I have in me for now. I should rest up for more fun-filled family activities that are sure to come tomorrow. Feel free to dedicate the next bowl you smoke to my transformation =P.
The end of the semester went fairly smoothly, with only one grade issue - my fucking Astronomy lab TA says he "never got the last lab," and otherwise my average would be an A (instead of a motherfucking B+ as it currently shows up on Student Central). Except, I fucking turned in that shit, and a day early too, and he better fucking find it and change my goddamn grade or there will be hell to pay. I can't fucking stand dealing with idiots.
So other than that fuckup, my grades are A, A, A, A-, B-, with a GPA of 3.67. Once my lab grade gets changed (and it better), I'll have a 3.71. Good enough for me, though hopefully next semester I won't have any ridiculous classes like philosophy again, and my GPA should be even better.
But enough about school. I'm on vacation, damnit. It feels so good to have a nice long break and not have some stupid novel to read or project to do, like how it always was in high school. It feels fucking wonderful. My break has been quite relaxing thus far - I am still pretty much completely nocturnal, which is starting to be more amusing than anything.
In other, probably more interesting news, I have recently had somewhat of an epiphany and completely changed what I think about drugs. Those of you who have known me for a while can vouch that I never used to do ANYTHING at all, not even drink. I discovered the recreational opportunities of alcohol shortly after coming to college, mostly because I wanted to see what all the fuss was about. It was pretty fun, though I have since realized it's only fun in the right setting of people, but at that point I still thought I would never even consider doing any other kind of substance.
I'm not really going to delve into what prompted it, but let's just say that I started to do a LOT of research on different kinds of drugs, their effects (both positive and negative), why exactly they are illegal, and basically any other aspects of them I could get my hands on. And ultimately, I came to this conclusion: there are quite a few different drugs that are really not bad for you at all unless abused horribly, and the reason such drugs are illegal is only because of a huge cycle of circular logic propagated by the government/media. It goes like this: Why are drugs illegal? Because they're bad. Why are they bad? Because they're illegal. Repeat ad nauseam. This, my friends, is the "War On Drugs," and for the most part it's a load of bullshit. Now, I am not saying that every drug is great and not harmful in any way. Obviously, some substances (Heroin, Cocaine, DXM, Meth, others) can be quite dangerous and if one chooses to use them, they should educate themselves as much as possible, and use extreme caution. But for the love of christ. MARIJUANA IS NOT DANGEROUS. It's basically impossible to die from a pot "overdose." And plenty of other substances (Ecstasy, Shrooms, LSD, others) are virtually guaranteed not to hurt you provided you educate yourself and use them responsibly and in moderation, and assuming you're not allergic or something. It truly boggles the mind that cigarettes are perfectly legal yet kill FUCKTONS of people all the goddamn time, and there has never been a human death resulting directly from using marijuana, yet it's OMG SO BAD and you're fucked if you're caught with it/using it. The same can be said of alcohol. Truly, there are no words. (Please note that I realize most people reading this have already thought of all these points long before I did, I just feel the need to articulate them at the moment.)
I could go into more detail about all that, but it's quite late and I need to finish this entry and get to bed relatively soon. I don't want to get into arguments or anything, but if anyone wants to know more about my opinions on this stuff you can feel free to contact me on AIM and I will explain further. But basically, you can see that my former opinion of "all drugs are bad, no matter how much you take or how often you take them" has drastically changed. Before, I was not educated on the subject. Now I am.
So uh...that's the long version that some of you might have been seeking as to why I was so completely fucked up (I believe the word is "crunk"?) at Domenic's wine party. It was damn fun, even though I probably made an idiot out of myself =P. And since then I have acquainted myself quite well with being high, and I'd say I rather enjoy it, especially with good company.
Well, I think that's about all I have in me for now. I should rest up for more fun-filled family activities that are sure to come tomorrow. Feel free to dedicate the next bowl you smoke to my transformation =P.