How I did it: After my parents found out i was smoking everyday, i had to quit.  The first week or two was shitty.  Damn, I was so bored, i couldnt eat and the world was just plain boring.  After I passed the hump from hell, the world seemed brighter.  I still wanted to blaze very badly, but I realized that the world is a lot more interesting when you arent stoned.  The truth is, when i was smoking every day, even though my grades were better than ever, i was incredibly stupid; I had no common sense and my memory had gone to shit.  When i quit, i could remember a lot more, however, my memory still has not recovered fully and I havent smoked weed for 4 months (although i have done other drugs).  From quitting, i have realized that i was using the drug for the wrong reason, just because i had money and free time.  I have since then, done a plethora of other drugs, but have done few of them more than once.  Its an altered state of mind, a dream-like state, and thats exactly what the happiness was, a dream.

Feb 18, 2009, 02:01AM PST | 1 comment | 1 cheer