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SO I woke up today with shame, guilt and a lot of "WHAT JUST HAPPENED YESTERDAY" feels.

We were first sitting in a circle, passing the joint to one another, I was trying to imitate what others were doing, and maybe I could do it the third and fourth time correctly, I inhaled it.
I was constantly asking everyone if I was high. And constantly laughing at this stupid joke. "Are you high? Na Ami High Na, Ami Shingho." ( I am not Hyena, I'm lion)

I think one of them told me this and I was uncontrollably laughing because of it. And the worst decision was listening songs in my headphone, because I kind of lost it with Rihanna's Work, work, work....Embarrassing as hell....Thank god my friends were there to take care of me...

I didn't go university today...because of the embarrassment I feel. I can't seem to stop thinking about yesterday...I wasn't in control of myself, I said things that didn't even mean anything, I laughed at random, I danced, I cried....I was going through a chain of emotions.

And B took care of me till the end....He brought me water and chips, dropped me home. I was in his constant watch. Nobody ever took care of me like he did. Like a big brother.

And I came back home at 9 pm feeling normal than ever, relaxed and a soothing sensation.
So that's what high is all about....All my life I've been wondering what's the craze, so this is the craze. The calmness is extra-ordinary.







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