Have you ever smoked weed? I know you are probably trying to lie to yourself that you have never. Don’t worry no one is judging you, after all you are just reading my thoughts. It’s a safe place. Weed is life. However I’m concerned at the moment.
I have a cousin called Isaiah, bright guy. This guy has 12 points at his A ’Level and straight up got an accounting job at a local engineering company without an qualification. This guy was making a lot of money during that money burning circa 2008. He had a trunk beneath his bed where he kept his bearer’s checks. I just loved popping in at his house for a stack to buy goodies for me and the guys. He was a blesser and the girls in his neighbourhood loved him for that.
Isaiah hits weed. I’m not talking about your one blunt a day in the evening when you are trying to chase away the stress. I’m talking-6-blunts-a-day-on-a-roll-weed-hoarding type of smoking. This guy was constantly high. He however chose to run away into a foreign nation after things were going towards a tipping point in the end of 2008.
Silence… No letters or any phone call from him. 2 years. 3 years. 4 years… The guy finally appears. He looked extremely dishevelled. With a constant smell, yellowing teeth, dirty clothes. I’m not a regular bather myself but this guy looked bad. However I cannot even begin to explain what drug he had been taking. He was now delusional, demented. He could finish everyone’s breakfast if someone did not tell him to stop eating. He would spend the whole day walking around the yard and talking and laughing to himself. He would wake up at 5am in the morning and start laughing on his own. That would piss me off. What is he laughing at? Finally he was put on pills.
I woke up pretty early today. I need to watch the bootleg version of Fast 8 I had been given by one of my friends. I decided to hit a blunt first before I watch the movie. After my high levels were set I proceeded to insert the goddamn disc (which refused to play by the way. I hate my dvd player). I then gave up and went back to bed. Suddenly as I lay there I thought. “Why couldn’t I wait all day and watch this in the evening. Is my life so boring though,” and I burst out laughing! But then another thought crept into my mind. We declared Isaiah mentally unstable when he just started laughing randomly in the early hours of the morning. Fuck!
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Hahaha guess who should be put on pills as well