misanthrope?

am i a misanthrope, or are people in the dining hall just really dumb?

now on to relevant news, i failed my latin test.  apparantly studying in the morning isnt the right idea, especially when you're super fucking high when you go to sleep, because then you just hit the snooze button... ALOT.  sometimes i get into the mindset that weed is bad, and i should definitley stop.  its only impairing my reality, and distracting me from real life, where i eventually need to get a real job, and find a real wife, all these pressing matters.  but at the same time there is this driving force  that tells me, if i like it why would i stop.  its like that philosopher, epicurates, who said that fill yourself with things you like to do, like smoke and drink, and then take out all the things that make you unhappy, like school and work.  personally i think there needs to be a balance, and party of why i made this blog is because im having trouble balancing, as you see i failed my latin test.  why did i fail? because i smoked weed all day yesterday and didnt have time to study. 

i feel so empty today, like i need more meaning in my life.  i do nothing, for the most part.  on the weekdays i smoke weed, hang out with friends, and do the occasional hour of homework.  on the weekends i smoke weed until the night, then i drink and go to parties.  and inevitably hit on girls, with little to no success.  i wanat something more out of my college expirience.  i got a bid from a fraternity, and perhaps that is the way to go, but i feel that its just a one way street, that leads me to the same detour, it just takes a different route.  i have a plan, my plan is to take a break from marijuana.  i just purchased an eigth and when i finish half of it, i plan on saving it until after christmas, so ill keep you posted on that. 

now im tired of all this philisophical bull shit.  tonight, i am going to try to drink.  its fun, and it allows everyone to have a good time.  i would much rather smoke weed, but apparantly people are more willing to ruin their liver. doesnt make any sense to me, everyonen is still happy, but no one throws up.

i feel like life would be more meaningful if i had someone to share it with.  namely a girl, like a girlfriend.  but i would be almost as happy with a good friend, like a guy or a girl who i can just be good friends with.  i have always been opposed to the idea of a committed relationship, but know that i am meeting all different people i feel like it could work.  i have met at least 10 girls that i could see myself dating, as opposed to the 1 in high school.  its weird, how girls here are so different, and yet so similar.  if i dont want a girl, she wants me, but if i want a girl, she doesnt want me.  fuck that shit. ive tried with girls, many many times, and many times in college.  and tonight, i will talk to girls again, with a success rate of roughly 5% so dont wait up to hear about my risque adventures.

im watching good morning vietnam with a friend, im going to go smoke some weed soon, then ill probobly post again.  until then, smoke up, but find balence.
-Doc

wow world, im high

holy shit, im high.  and really fucking cold.  just got back to my room after a hookah sesh with a couple buds, and i busted out my high freestyle rap.  we also tricked my friend into smoking the hookah and we got him high, good shit.  i also tried to make a gravity bong, but ultimately smoked out of a plain old bowl.

got distracted....

oh shit jimmy fallon is on right now, time to turn on that fucking television.  jimmy fallon is the greatest late night show, and with the roots, its just fucking awesome.  thursday means there is only one day until the weekend.  and only one test left, fuck.  you know what im just going to wake up earlier and study then, that is always a good idea, haha.

now im still really cold, and anne hathaway is on as the main guest, no one likes her jimmy fallon. im going to take a shower then go to sleep, but it has been a good day speaking to you world, and i cant wait to tell you how i get "high" tommorow, fuck that word, "high"
-Doc

how it all began

alright so lets recall back to before i came to college..

1. wake up (1 pm)
2. shower
3. go out to lunch with a couple of friends (3 pm)
4. watch some of the office, how i met your mother, or avatar: the last airbener depending on the time of the summer
5. mow a lawn in order to get money
6. go out to dinner with some friends (7 pm)
7. play some n64
8. go home
9. smoke weed (11 pm)
10. watch television
11. smoke some more weed (12 pm)
12. go swmming
13. sleep(1 am)

so i guess you can trace my marijuana usage to this past summer.  i explain my philosophy on marijuana later, perhaps when i have some in me.  this will probobly be the only "not-high" post i will make.  i HATE the word high, ill also explain that later.

my roomate just came in, with his friend.  thats a bad thing about college, roomates.  i like my roomate, and his friends, but its inconvenient, and he doesnt want me to smoke weed in here, so that sucks.

im gonna go smoke, but when i come back ill post my experience... (6 pm)

well im back, and i have an amazing story, although i am no longer "high" (8:36 pm)

alright, so i left my room with a bag of weed, a bowl, and a lighter.  i walked to my normal spot, but i saw a fed ex truck approaching, so i ran up the hill and hid behind a tree.  so i packed my bowl and started taking hits, all the while 'tiny dancer' by elton john is blasting in my head.  i peep over the stone wall and see a man with a flashlight, it is rather typical since its near a resedential trail.  so i keep smoking, and after the bowl is gone i dip over the stone wall and sprint down the hill.  as i step down onto the road i see a campus security vehicle parked next to the fed ex truck.  i speed walk ahead, realizing it was the security officer who had walked in with the flashlight earlier.  i turned around and saw the security figure walking out of the woods shining his flashlight around looking for the perpetrator.  i got away again.  then i played some n64, went to dinner, and then played some more n64.  life is pretty awesome right now, as i sit with my two good friends and shoot the shit.  im gonna smoke a bit more in a bit and ill post again soon!
-Doc

First Post

hello world.  my name is doc brown and i am a college freshman at the university of new hampshire.  well, the first part isnt true, but anonymity is a virtue.  i am starting this blog in the hopes of managing my marijuana consumption and being able to recall my adventures with marijuana, because lets be honest, the best stories are weed stories.  alright so lets get it started....