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420 changed my life. Not in the overly conservative "it's a gateway drug" way, but in a way that makes me feel normal. I feel ditzy and stumble over my words on occasion but for a brief period of a few hours I am pain free, anxiety free, and feel like I am me.
I decided getting high with Zak (the guy I had been obsessed with for 3 years of my high school life), while having it's appeal was really not for me that particular day. So calling up who-is-now-my-boyfriend seemed like the next best thing.
Every time it's 0420 or 1620, and we catch it, one of my dearest friends jokes about how that is the time for us to smoke pot together... only I don't smoke pot and he only does on occassions.... I'm more into salvia, makes me laugh and have joyful images of joy and joyness.....So, yea.... if we're late, like 0421, he says we must do more...makes me laugh
4-20 (April 20th) was also chosen for the inadvertently-aptly-named "Jay Day" while I was in highschool. The "Jay" was supposed to stand for journalism. The regional highschools would round up all of their journalism students and take them to a centrally-located college for a series of lectures and workshops with a foolishly unenforced attendance policy. I don't know about most students involved with Jay Day, but everyone that I knew would just blow off the lectures and hang out on campus, or gather in the houses of their college friends and make a few passes of a bowl of chronic.