Still Addicted, Always Addicted

2012-02-07T23:32:00.000-08:00

Being 15 years of age I had all I ever will need in life. Popularity, looks, personality, a plan for my future, and a job with transportation means. I forgot to mention, a girlfriend. Why is it that I felt that I knew everything there was to know about life? But this is exactly why I was blind sided by the underground, (not so underground), world of drugs... What started as a party favor one night, ended up controlling and completely changing my life for years to come!On top of my "A" game. On my way I was, from a public school in the Los Angeles county, to a private school dance, just outside of downtown. That's where all the "good girls" went that went crazy for public school guy's. The suv was packed and we were bumpin: "Baller" by Lil Troy. Yes this was 1997, and those were the jams to be heard! Of course, I was blazing it, and a couple of us were downing some new drink called "SISQO" (don't remember if that's how it's spelled). Which was the equivalent to say "Four Loco", nowadays. Since I was not much of a drinker, I resorted to just smoking on the green... Before getting our admission tickets out, the captain of the baseball team, my homie, took out a little baggie which had some salt-crystal looking stuff in it. I had heard of glass before, but everyone I knew was either smoking weed, dropping acid, eating shrooms or drinking like a fish. Well since he was a friend that I looked up to, I was quickly convinced that it would be o.k. just to party all night. I sniffed it and it burned like hell. Well that was a crazy night-let me tell you! Fun and exciting. Since my brain was fresh to that crap, I actually enjoyed it and met lot's of girls, sh*t I think I even danced a little. Something I definitely would not do any other time. Yes, we were G's from another city. That was that. That night we ended the party and I went home. Didn't sleep all night, and was mowing my lawn by 8:30 in the morning, that was Saturday morning. By Monday I had went through the worst hangover from that sh*t. I went back to school, and didn't do it again all school year. Now, I am a soon to be senior in high school, with all the credits needed to graduate early. So naturally I was just going to school for fun. I had a lot of time on my hands. Of course back then the internet world was barely coming about, let alone their were not any social networking website's we have today. So people went out and actually "socialized" in person. If you wanted to meet someone, you had to go out of your house and talk to live human beings. All the time! (weird huh) If you try to approach people to talk to them nowadays, even just to get to know them, they might think you have some kind of hidden agenda. Cell phone's were for drug dealers and business. To communicate with your friends, you talked on a land line or wrote letters to each other which included actual tangible pictures sometimes. No one would send "naked" pictures back then, I mean the way they do now online. You had to go and develop the picture, which people at the photo store were bound to look at, with that in mind, it just was not that important enough to even go through with the whole process. Hence the public's mentality was a lot cleaner. The youth was more private. Don't get me wrong, there was still the crazy ass chics that didn't give a fu*k, and once in a while you would find a friend had a polaroid of naked chic. That was like: "wow!! there are people like that". Ten years later, people are sexting all the time. Oh well. Enough of that. Napster was barely out, and burning music was still fairly new. So you had to find other was to kill time or to be entertained. Working part time and partying on the weekends. That's what anyone, who was anyone, was doing. By the middle of my senior year, I had already broke-up with my girlfriend of two years and had even more of a reason to go "all out" and party. This is when I met a group of older foo's that lived around my house. Which I met from my walks to-and-from school. Before I had a car, obviously. So we would chill and blaze it. I was a cool guy cuz my maturity proved it. These homies were 3-5 years older than me at the time. I reminded them of their high school day's of course. No one forgets their high school day's, right? I suddenly got re-introduce to this "glass", once again. But this time I smoked it. Which was not as intense to my body as I recalled from sniffing it. "Well, this is not that bad", I thought. My creativity grew ten-fold, and my awareness to everything around me skyrocketed almost instantaneously. Wow I was hooked! That night was the start of the rest of my life.

AlwaysAddicted

Still Addicted, Always Addicted