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= F.U.C.K. - Fucked Up College Kids - Born Jan. 24th, 1993 - F.U.C.K. =
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Getting High School
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I've decided to become straightedge. You know: No more drugs, no more
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alcohol, no more casual sex. Hmm, than again, maybe not.
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So I went to this party on last Friday, hell my friends and I go to a
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party every Friday. There's Cole(the alcoholic), Jamaal( the soon to be
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pothead), Skye(the true Pothead), Richie(who insists he's a DJ), Phil
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(could he be more normal), and myself(I don 't do cocaine, I just sell
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it). Anywho, we went to this party and most of you know the song is true,
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everywhere we go we see the same hoes. Well, not just hoes, but always the
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same people.
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Now, most members of "the crew" are seniors save myself (junior) and
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Skye(frosh) and while some of you may remember your senior year of High
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School, those probably didn't party like we do. The alcohol, the drugs,
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the sight of your drunken female classmat es taking off their clothing and
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giving a two dollar lap dance to some 8th grade kid who lives down the
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street and stumbled into the party. The point is its usually a good time,
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but times change.
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Jamaal, as mentioned earlier, is quickly becoming a druggie. I met Jamaal
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a year ago when I set my sister up with him. He fucked my sister but
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that's not pertinent to the story. He told me once that if I ever thought
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he was becoming dependant on drugs of any kind that I should let him know
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that he needs to cut back. Fine. At this particular party I broke out
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with a quarter sack of really good shit. The day before A friend of mine
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made some purified THC and we soaked this stuff in it. I don't smoke pot,
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I used to, but I try to do as little drugs as possible nowadays. I packed
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Jamaal a couple of bowls and he smoked them all by himself. You should
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never smoke by yourself same way you should never drink by yourself and I
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chose this time to tell him that I th ought he was becoming an addict.
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Shit.
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Apparently I'm a fucking hypocrite, I mean according to my African
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brother. Maybe he's right, he had a pretty strong case. I mean, while I
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don't do many drugs I do deal a bit for extra money. I'm the go to guy for
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half of the 2500 students that populate m y high school. What do you need?
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Cocaine? Got it. Weed? Got it. What did Jammal and I need? Acid. Got it.
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I opened my wallet and from within the folds I produced two tabs of
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amazingly good Mad Hatter. For those of you who don't know acid, Mad
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Hatter is better than, say, Pink Elephants, but not exactly the best shit
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for you. As Jamaal And I placed the tabs on our respective tongues I
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realized that I was indeed a hypocrite but in an hour or so I wouldn't
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care. I didn't.
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Eighty minutes and three Camel Filters later I didn't care anymore. Jamaal
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kept shouting at me about tree people, and Skye and I lay on the grass in
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the backyard, he was toasted, I was tripping, and the grass never felt so
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wonderful. I could hear Richie mixing some funky beats in the background
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and after a quick call to A girl named Deborah who was on her way over, I
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was pretty sure I was going to get laid that night(I didn't). Phil and
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Cole were presumably drunk, but hey, you've got to make your own fun .
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Than it happened. This cat Armando is one of the most popular guys in
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school. He knows me by my nickname "Elvis" as most people do but I doubt
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he knows my real name. He falls face first into the grass next to Skye and
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I. He just passes out and everyone la ughs, Than skye says something
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memorable and it occurs to me that I haven't heard a human voice in about
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20 minutes. He says "Wow, Armando isn't half as cool when he's drunk."
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He's right, He wasn't.
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I get up and walk into the house. Over the sink Jennifer , a member of the
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Senior Skank Crew and loyal cocaine customer , is throwing up into the
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sink. Is this what High school is all about? I wonder as the vomit heads
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down the drain. I later found out th at she had only six beers. SIX! And I
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thought I had no tolerance.
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This story has no moral. Upon asking myself the question above about this
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being what high school is all about, I realize that the answer is yes.
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For me at least. At my high school at least.
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I don't drink that much. I don't like it. But I smoke a pack of Camels
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every two days and I am your local pusher man. Straightedge is hardly a
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possibility if I cant have casual sex. But someday I'm gonna be forced to
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grow up and then this all ends.
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I'm sorry if I've offended anyone with this. Its just a story of an
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average Friday night. A portrait if you will. But this is my life and I
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know at least five other people who do the same thing. I'm sure there are
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others. Live for today.
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"And you'll dance, and drink and screw, because there's nothing else to
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do." - Pulp , Common People
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~Tuxedo Mask
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TuxedoMask@cyberdude.com
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