Monday, September 03, 2012

Drug Life

I don't know since when I am so interested in drug-related tv series. At this moment, I am following two drug dealer stories "weeds" and "breaking bad", and occasionally check the updates of drug obsession story "skins" and "entourage". And I used to watch "the wire", "that 70's show" and "six feet under".

In my real life, I don't drink, because I am allergic to alcohol; I don't smoke, because I choose to; I never try any kinda drugs..just I am a risk aversion person. Or I guess in my heart I am just so curious about the life I have never lived with, then I became addicted to drug-related tv series.

In general I am natural high, I don't need something external to make me feel happy. But it did happen to me sometimes, when I was not in the mood to socialize and I didn't want to stay alone, ib this case I always end up in a party but not in mood to talk to dance or to do whatever. At that moment, I wish I could be mad as those drunken people who can do whatever they want.

Well, I don't have any experience of drugs, and I could only talk about my alcohol stories. The latest one was happened in 2008, the day before my master commencement. I was with bunch of friends, and the day before that I just flied back to Asia from France. Maybe because of the joy being my own country, the jetlag from the flying, or the excitement of the next day's ceremony, I fxxxxxxxxxx decided to take a shot of whiskey. Two minutes later, believe me, I didn't exaggerate, two minutes, I vomited in the club without warning, it was disgusting, but I cannot help. Then my friend tried to drag me to the bathroom, unfortunately at the entrance of bathroom, I did it again. The cleaning lady was so mad, and she was shouting to me "you are so close to the bathroom, why do you throw up here". Well, I don't want to humiliate myself as well, sorry.

When I walked out from the bathroom, that was already 20 minutes later, I became another person. My arms got rash, my lips got swollen, and my mind was not mine. Friends suggested me to go home to get rest, as a hard core, I would never accept that suggestion. I kept vomiting and parting that whole night, and I don't need to mention the next day my flight to Singapore was at 9 o'clock in the morning.

If I remember well, after no more than 3 hours sleeping, I met my mum at the airport. No doubt, she was asking what happened, I just kept quite. 4 hours flight to Singapore was a nightmare, one of the worst trip in my life.

The commencement was great. I put a lot of make-up to cover my dark eyes, actually smoky eyes. My face was puffy, and I blamed it as fat. My mum didn't ask anything, and I believe that she knew what I did.

After that, I tempted several times to try whatever, but rationality of mine stopped me. I don't know it is good or not. Who knows, who cares..drugs, are still far away from my life, then I only feel close to them by series.

However, "weeds" and "breaking bad" are both in the last season..what I could follow to keep my drug-related series addiction.

"I still believe in paradise
but now at least i know it's not some place you can look for"