Finally f*cking finished my first year of college

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I mean not really, since technically I still have to go back at the end of this month to do a French course.
But that barely counts as work since i’m in like an immigrant French class lol

Sup guys?
My last day of school was yesterday and I couldn’t be happier.
No more fucking finals
No more dealing with fucking slow walkers in the halls (at least for now)
No more waking up at 5:30 in the fucking morning
No more accounting
& no more fucking hating myself more & more each passing hour at my goddamn school.

As I headed home yesterday morning after finishing my last final of the semester I took a brief moment to look back on my first year of college. To make a long story short, my feelings towards college have gone back & forth pretty much all year, and it’s not like I didn’t try to adjust to the college life but….

I pretty much hate college lol.

The cons outweigh the pros…greatly. And I realized that I’m pretty much wasting my time. I don’t really care much for my program and the only reason I even applied for it was because it was the one I hated the least.
And so I’ll continue to slave away in this Marketing program, forcing myself to try and get involved & forever hating myself because I didn’t go to a college where I at least had 1 friend.

I mean I’ve met people here but lol I’d probably never hang out with them outside of school.
Conflicting interests y’know?
Still, those quick moments of interaction kept me sane throughout the year. I just came into class, maybe said a joke or two to some classmates, then after the lecture was over I slipped out of the class.

At least I’ve developed a minor coffee addiction, so there’s that.
And I’ve eaten enough McDonald’s to last me a while (there’s one right next to my school that I always go to), so there’s that too.
Finally, I think I’ve made a valiant effort to make friends, so now I can shut down emotionally without feeling guilty.

It’s been forever since I’ve had a drug section in my blog so let’s talk about that lol

….
Actually I don’t even know what to say here, not exactly sure where I left off.
Well I had a few more run-ins with MDMA & every time is just better than the last.
Also grew some balls and decided to take some at a concert for the 1st time (Excision in case you were wondering) and ohhhh my god it was fantastic. I’m so glad I waited that long to do it too, since by then I knew what the high was like, how my body reacts on it and so on. Made me feel a lot more confident that I’d be able to pull it off.

Since that show, I’ve done it at a few more raves at higher doses. Some caps were cleaner than others, but I met this guy who’s been really reliable with the purity lately so I think I’ll just go through him now lol.

Anyway lemme tell you about last weekend…
So some friends & I went to an outdoor free rave last Friday and at first I figured I would just be drinking (which is why I bought some Bacardi Gold). So after I got nice & drunk, one of my friends offered me some ketamine. So I was like “nah man” since I really don’t see what’s so good about it anyway and continued drinking. Later on she asked if I wanted to split some caps with her, since she already took 2 and with the ketamine she felt she had too much. I offered to buy them from her (the plan was to buy them and take them some other day) but she was like no take them with me this is a now or never thing, and who am I to turn down free drugs so I took them.

Being drunk already really helped me out once they started kicking in. I usually get REALLY nervous when I do pills because I’m still kinda new at it but since I was drunk it didn’t even cross my mind.

Anyway fast forward an hour, a few joints & a few half caps later & I was rolling balls. Another friend & I were dancing close to the speakers at one point and I’m pretty sure it was the most satisfying moment of my entire life so far. It was pretty fucking intense, in a good way obviously.

I’m supposed to be going to another rave tonight but maybe not because it may rain and I don’t feel like dancing in the mud lol.

We’ll see.

~Nass

3 Comments

darkness 12 May 2013 Reply

Pfft, that college experience has been my entire educational experience. I’ve rarely had more friends than I could count with my digits. Although it seems like you’re likely going to need to meet them social interaction needs more than I do.

But seriously, what DO you want to do? More often than not, you can’t bake your cake and eat it too in college. If you’re goin’ ta work toward marketing, might as well find a niche where you’d enjoy yourself (or at the very least endure yourself).

Nass 15 May 2013 Reply
darkness said: Pfft, that college experience has been my entire educational experience. I’ve rarely had more friends than I could count with my digits. Although it seems like you’re likely going to need to meet them social interaction needs more than I do.

Yeah I’m pretty picky when it comes to friends. Mostly because I want someone I actually have shit in common with, but the thing is I don’t have many intrests to start with so there’s a slim percentage of people who make the cut lol

But seriously, what DO you want to do?

haha that’s the same question I’ve been wondering since 7th grade.
It’s not that I don’t have ideas. But I just feel like the majority of the program so far has been…..irrelevant to what I’ll actually be using in the future

lol just like almost every class in high school

darkness 17 May 2013 Reply
Nass said:

darkness said: But seriously, what DO you want to do?

haha that’s the same question I’ve been wondering since 7th grade.
It’s not that I don’t have ideas. But I just feel like the majority of the program so far has been…..irrelevant to what I’ll actually be using in the future

lol just like almost every class in high school

Perhaps a better question is: what DO you like to do?

Forget practicality for a second. Just think (unless you’re “flying high” when you read this, in which case I’d ground myself if I were you) about your preferences, your hobbies, anything.

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