Happy Overdosing

Hey internet, I haven’t posted in a while, but a touchy subject for me came up today. As you all know, today is 4/20, and as most of you know, that means today is national Go Fuck Up Your Life Day.

Drugs are something that I have objections to on every level.

First off, they are bad for you. I know all the stoners have pathetic excuses regarding pot not being bad for you. I will tell you here and now, you are dead wrong. Medical research from every professional source I’ve looked at confirms the truth. Not only do you increase your likelihood for things like long-term memory, respiratory, and psychological issues, but you increase your chances of getting cancer! I’m well aware that being young to some people is about fun and carefree nature, but you obviously need to pound some god damn sense into your head if you think smoking pot and doing drugs is just a passing phase. I want you to go image search neck cancer, find me in real life, look me in the eye, and say “I don’t care, I’ll do pot anyways.”

This is a poster I made and handed out at school today. Every claim is a direct quote or fact from a professional website.

Made in honor of 4/20

But sometimes it’s just not enough to present facts like this. Let me tell you the story that made me decide to never even try drugs. In middle school I met one of my best friends. For our 3 years in middle school we always hung out together and simply had fun. High school came along, and we were still best friends. This Friend of mine was one of the smartest people I know, and one of the few people I could have an intelligent conversation with in this world. Towards the end of our freshman year, my friend had tried pot. I was a bit disappointed, sure, but it was not a big deal, so I just looked the other way.

I was assured it was a one time thing, and that I shouldn’t be worried. But wouldn’t you know it, a few months later he decided to go get high again. This time I was annoyed, and voiced my concern, which seemed to pass right over his head. The next time I went to his house for a little social get-together with some other friends, his girlfriend and I were suddenly pleading him to not break out the alcohol that was planned to be passed around. We managed to avoid that crisis, but we were not so lucky the next time. My friend liked having little parties and get-togethers, which always ended up with everyone splitting into two groups. Me and the other ‘pure’ kids would stay inside and have fun without drugs and alcohol, while the rest would go outside and get stoned and drunk. The parties got bigger and more drug-based until I got fed up. I started avoiding my best friend all together. I never stayed at the parties for more than a few hours to talk with people, and as soon as I caught a glimpse of drugs or booze, I was making up an excuse to get out of there.

I no longer was hanging out with my friend. I rarely saw him at school, let alone anywhere else, and the next time I had contact with him was over the phone in the middle of summer break. He was calling to ask if I had someone’s number or something like that, so while I was at it I went ahead and asked how his drug life was going. his response:

“I’m doing pretty good now, I’ve only been high 5 days a week for the past few weeks.”

It took every shred of decency in me to not throw my phone against the wall. 2 days out of every 7 sober? And that was ‘pretty good’?

This went on, and even after almost getting caught with shrooms, and actually getting caught drunk with a near fatal blood-alcohol level by the cops, it went on.

It didn’t matter what kind of close calls he had, what I said, what I thought, He was addicted. I don’t ever want to hear anyone tell me you don’t get addicted to pot. I watched it happen, and I’ll tell you right now, I never want to see it again. I spent nights crying over loosing a best friend to drugs. When I hear druggies and alcoholics ranting on about how innocent, unharmful, or fun drugs are, I feel like throwing them to the ground onto a steel spike and leaving them there.

What does it take? Our government obviously doesn’t give a shit if people get high and has proved to be no help in any recent years. Sometimes I feel like moving to a country in Asia or Europe where you can get life sentences for drugs. All I can do Is hope that anything I do, from handing out fliers to posting on blogs, to actually talking to people I care about, that I can slowly halt drug abuse. It doesn’t just kill you, It doesn’t just screw up your life, it stabs people who care about you in the heart. I have to live with the image of my best friend turning into a drug addict, and there is nothing I will ever be able to do forget that.

Anyone who takes note of this post, do me a favor. Talk to those you know who take drugs. Tell them about your concerns about their problem. Show some people the flier above. I’ll print some out and send them to you for free if you will honestly hand them out to people. I had some people specifically ask me for extra copies of the flier to take home, presumably to show to family and friends. But most importantly, make sure you don’t fall into that dark abyss that is drug addiction. If you already have and want to get out, my wishes go to you to get clean again and live the rest of your life knowing the obstacle you overcame.

America, What has Happened to You?

I haven’t posted anything on politics in my weblog yet for reasons I won’t bother to explain. I’ll come out bluntly and say I am pro-Obama. He represents everything this country needs and should have had for the past 8 years. Even more needed than Obama winning is McCain loosing. McCain wants the war in the Middle East to go on and is going to continue on another 4 to 8 years of destruction, if this country is even still standing by then.

Today a good friend of mine showed me a paper he wrote entitled “America, the Terrorist”. Though this may seem a bit extreme, when it comes right down to it the title is pinpoint accurate.

Tech Support

Yesterday night I wanted to install a printer, only to devastatingly find out that I did not have the CD with the software and drivers anymore. The easy solution to this problem was to go to the HP website and download it. This would have been easy, but the link to that one specific file I wanted just happened to be broken.

I resorted to one of the last things I EVER try in this kind of situation. I restored to tech support. Almost every time I have ever contacted tech support I have been severely insulted. Therefore, I avoid such contact as much as possible. I decided to go with the instant-messenger chat help like I do when possible.

This time, I decided I’ll have fun instead of being insulted; and I did. This is the log of what was said.

The Battle for Vanilla Coke

So, today I was on a casual mission to go to the store and buy some regular stuff. Some milk, some lemons, and various delectables. One thing I love about Nob Hill Foods is their soda selection. For as long as I have gone there they have sold red Mountain Dew; the only thing better than regular Mountain Dew. No other stores within this city or surrounding cities do I know of that sell red Mountain Dew.

The Being of Infinite Knowledge

I personally tend to have rather harsh critical views on humanity. I prefer to do as little dealing with people as possible whenever I can. Some people will agree that the overall intelligence of people is slightly less than the average on an IQ chart. I consider myself to be smarter than the average person, without being over-confident or stuck up. I can identify and accept when someone is just plain better or smarter than me in something.

Jell-O vs. Pudding

One thing that has never been answered to me, and I fear never will be, is why the small single-person sized packs of pudding made by Kraft are labeled Jell-O.

Question Time!

But pudiNgs ar MAed buy teH Jell-O cumPeny, so iznT tHats y it iz naimd Jell-O???

Answer Time!

Bigfoot: The truth?

Now, before I start, I’d like to say that with things like this; Bigfoot, Dragons, Sucuriju, etc. I have a very open mind. If it is a possible event, however unlikely, that does mean it is fake? Bluntly put—No.

The other day I was about to leave the house when this story appeared on CNN. The body of a Bigfoot species, found and documented.

First Post

Well, this is my first real blog, so I figure I’d better make good use of it, though I probably won’t. More than likely I will use this Weblog to rant about stupid things that make no sense or are not noticed by the common person. Even if it dosen’t make sense, it may still be entertaining. Kinda like modern sitcoms.

Hope you like what I will soon have here, and remember: If you don’t care, Don’t comment :D