I'm against most drugs besides weed too. alcohol, sure, long as you reserve it to occasions and not just whenever during the week. Shrooms, eh, maybe on even rarer occasions. But one of the reasons I stopped smoking weed was because, well, i don't really have a main reason. didn't wanna do bad in school i guess. didn't wanna fuck up my lungs too badly either. and maybe a girl had a small part in it...
but all in all there just isn't much of a point. seems like the ones that go to hard drugs to be happy are the ones that have been taking themselves too seriously in the first place. if we all sat back and realized the real impact the production, distribution, and use of all these drugs have on a global scale, we could all realize that it's more detrimental to society than just on a personal level.
i don't want to shoot up heroin knowing that children in Africa are starving because farmers there are growing poppies instead of potatoes trying to make a profit via drugs, and mothers have to feed their babies balls of opiates because it's all there is to eat. i wouldn't like to do a line of coke knowing that just the transport of it through the turmoiled south american streets could have meant the lives of handfuls of innocent people. and I don't want to do any of the other drugs out there cuz i would hate to see the impact on my friends, family, schoolmates, etc.
i see the look on the qdoba workers' faces when i stumble into the restaurant with a gang of friends, all tipsy, red-eyed, and belligerent. they look at me different now than they did freshmen year, when I could come in with the same group of friends, totally sober, and still have a good time. I feel like I'm letting them down as much as I am my teacher when i show up zoo to a math test and get a D, or my neighbor who catches a glimpse of me and my friends passing a bong around in my backyard while my parents are gone. to me, it's just not worth it.
