Thanks for all the positive feedback on my first post here and for encouraging me to post more. I have some wild stories to tell from my college and maybe some new adventures soon. I was pretty slutty in college and in hindsight, it’s a miracle I didn’t end up with an STD.
The first time I got stoned was under the bleachers in high school when a senior I had a crush on passed me a joint. I was a sophomore. I accepted to impress him, and felt a rush that had me hooked. When I went to college, I lost my hookups for pot and had to start paying for it myself. Pretty soon I realized that I couldn’t keep up my habit with everything else going on.
I used to buy weed from a dorky guy in my dorm. He wasn’t my type but I knew he had a crush on me so I always used it to my advantage. He would to let me pay him up to a week or two later until I had the money. Eventually he became more of an asshole when he realized he wasn’t going to get any from me and stopped extending me credit. At this point of my life, I was relying on pot to calm me down and block out the distractions when I had an exam or a project due.