Life & Drugs

Back-Story

So before I go really deep into the whole drugs thing, I just want to give you readers a little bit of a back-story as to why I'm writing about drugs.

Let me just start off by saying that I am pro-marijuana legalization. I think that marijuana would help the economy, and that it isn't as bad for you as some of the other (legal) drugs out there -like alcohol!

Anyways, yesterday was a really hard day for me. I'm not sure what made exactly made it hard per-say, but I guess that it was just a lot of things built up over time. I was missing my ex, I hurt my ankle over the weekend, I just found out that my cousins girlfriend doesn't want me to sing for their wedding, I messed up my computer by deleting some vital software, and I had also been listening to depressing music all day and basically I was just feeling super shitty.

Further Back Back-Story

Anyways, prior to yesterday, my best friend and I had been looking for a way to get weed. We live in a small town, so we were just trying to think of as many potheads as we could to see if we could somehow get access to a joint or two. One of my other friends (I've mentioned him in the blog before) does weed very openly, but he moved away a few weeks ago. Anyhow, my best friend wanted to make sure that it was okay with her boyfriend that she did weed, and apparently he's very against it. (And even after a long debate with him, I'm still not entirely sure why!) So she said she wasn't going to do it with me, and at this point I was just feeling very down on myself and just wanted weed! But I still had the issue that I didn't know who to get it from!

What Happened Yesterday

Instead, I went for a long walk (As suggested by my best-friend's boyfriend) On the walk, I listened to even more depressing music (Taylor Swift, Ed Sheeran, and all that other mellow soft acoustic stuff) and I just started breaking down. I started remembering all of the things that my ex and I did together, and I just started wishing that we could have stayed together. On top of all this, I had all these other previously mentioned issues. Needless to stay, I probably cried on 4 different occasions yesterday.

Today

And now you're probably wondering why I'm even writing about this right now. Well, I just wanted to say that I am feeling better today. 

The point of this post isn't to talk anyone out of doing drugs or anything like that. The point of this post was just to tell you that no matter how hard it may seem, you can always get through it. I was at a low point in my life yesterday, and I may not get to a really high point for a while, but I'll get through it. 

Honestly, I still want weed. But I don't want it for the reasons that I wanted it yesterday. I don't want to start using it to feel better, or to feel less stressed. I just want it to be for fun, just like I would use alcohol. I think that as soon as I start using weed as a stress reliever, I will start to rely on it, and that wouldn't be good.

(By the way, although most of you probably know this, weed is not physically addicting, but it can by psychologically addicting. Just be careful and don't use it for the wrong reasons!)

Drugs

A lot of drugs are physically addicting, and I know that I want to lead a better life than that. I don't want to be just another statistic, I want to make a life and a name for myself.

So just in case any of you readers are concerned, I'm not going to start shooting up heroin or anything like that.

But I've done my research on weed, and I still don't discourage the idea.

However, I want it to be my recreational weed, not my stress-reliever weed.

Life & 4.0

I live in Canada, so we don't measure grades in "grade point averages"

Nevertheless, I started to tell people that I had a 4.0 GPA. (Which, for those who don't know, is the highest grade point average you can have, and consists of your overall average being above 90%)

Anyways, it really caught on, and now everyone calls me that.

And I love it.

Life & Your Body Is A Wonderland

I'm sure you are all familiar with the song "Your Body Is A Wonderland" by John Mayer (unless you happen to be living under a rock), but a song that you may not be so familiar with is the song "When The Right One Comes Along" by The Striking Matches.

I love this song.

Speaking of love, my cousin is apparently getting married in June. Now, readers, I know that you don't know him or his girlfriend, but I think that he's making a mistake. It's hard to say, because I don't really know either one of them, and they have a child together, but I just don't think that it's meant to be.

I like to believe in concepts such as "fate" and "destiny", and I'm pretty sure I'm destined to marry a hot Australian man. (Although I wouldn't be against other options.)

I don't know exactly why I called this post what I called it, mostly because I was listening to that song at the time, I guess. Now I'm listening to an Indian song called "Rab Kare"
To ANYONE that is even REMOTELY interested in Indian culture, check that one out.
I'm considering watching the movie: Mujhse Shaadi Karogi

In English, that's "Will You Marry Me?", and it's the movie that the song 'Rab Kare' comes from.

Anyways, enough about Indian culture.

I was considering being a doctor when I grow up. Not only is it an AMAZING salary, but biology is a topic that I find to be interesting.

I don't know how much I will enjoy it though. The stress level of most doctors is far beyond the stress level of other well-paying careers, such as dentistry. My best friend wants to be a dentist, and of course, I had to one up her.

Life & Culture

Lately, I've fallen in love with Indian culture.


















I just love everything about. I love the dancing, the traditions, the music, the language, the scenery, etc.

Now, I have never been to it, but my English teacher constantly talks about his trip there and what a great experience it was. Up until now, I haven't listened.

But now I definitely want to go there. I still want to go to Australia and Italy, of course, but I also want to go to the foreign places with new experiences, like India, Brazil, China, etc.

Anyways, that was my inspiration to blog today, because I wanted to encourage people to do their own research on India.

The only thing I worry about is the safety. Of course, I live in Canada, so I take some things (such as respect for women) for granted. I know that respect for women is not something that all countries believe in, and with the latest stories about India, I just feel like I would want to wait until I could go with someone.

Maybe one day, after I've finished getting a post-secondary education, I will travel to places like India. Man, I would love that so much. I need to experience something besides my own country.

I've been to Mexico, but only just past the border. It was very different than what I'm used to though. In Canada I just accept the prices that are given, but in other countries they haggle. I would also like to break out of eating the typical Canadian/American foods, like cheeseburgers and pizza.

And besides all that, I would love to do some sight-seeing.

My mom told me that our family will be going to B.C. this summer, which is exciting, but not as exciting as another country would be.

Life And Jobs

On Friday, I got fired from my job.

For those of you that haven't faithfully read my blog, I will give you a quick refresher. I (used to) work at a restaurant as a waitress. 

I don't want to go into too much detail about it, but basically I had a co-worker (One of the cooks) that I didn't exactly get along with, and there was one night where I guess I just pushed him over the edge, and now I no longer have a job. 

Anyways, I'm not going to spend too much time complaining about what happened, because I don't feel like going into a lot of detail with it. But now I have to search for a new job in a small town. 

To anyone that has read any of my previous posts, perhaps you've gotten the hint that I have amazing confidence, so I'm not too worried about finding a new job. I am planning to go out and hand out my resume in the next week or so. 

I haven't written on this as much as I'd like to, so I may do 1-2 more posts today. 

Life and Crime

I was recently reading through some of my previous blog posts, and I read one where I wrote "This blog is beginning to become an every day thing."
Yeah, that is 100% not true, because "Life and Girls" and this post were my first posts in March, and March is nearly over.
Anyhow, I have lots of homework to do and I probably shouldn't even be on the computer right now, but I needed to write about some recent stuff and this seemed like the best place to do it.

The first thing I want to get off my mind is that a friend of mine recently moved away from my school, and, up until today, I didn't even know where he was. Today I just found out that he moved to Hobbema, Alberta, which apparently is very well known for high crime rates. 
Needless to say, that scared me a little bit.

The second thing I wanted to get off my mind was that I've been feeling slightly less nostalgic than yesterday, but I still feel a slight yearning for the past.

Life And Girls

As you may have read, I recently did a blog post called "Life And Boys". Normally, I wouldn't have even thought to do a post like this, however, because of recent events, I feel that this post is not only appropriate but necessary.

Girls can be mean, in fact, a lot of girls are just downright mean girls. There wouldn't be a whole movie about it if it wasn't true. 

Today I read one of my old best friend's blogs. She posted it on Facebook, and I sat here for a good half hour, just scrolling through every post and reading what she had to say. She's a dedicated, hardcore Christian who moved back to B.C. at the end of seventh grade. She came to Alberta in 6th grade because her dad was studying at a Bible college in my town. And in those two years, we did everything together. Some of my best memories with her were as simply as dancing in the rain and then coming inside and playing Super Smash Brothers with her. And I was always Kurby.

It's been a long time since those days, and we've both gone our separate ways now. We still talk, but it's never the same as it used to be. Sometimes I wish that I could go back, just for a day, and remember what it was like to live in a time when drama was simple. When life was simple.

I'm a junior now, in high school and I still live in Alberta. People have come and gone from my life just as seasons change throughout the year, but I've remained here, in this small little town, finding comfort with the people that have been here the longest. It's hard to get attached to someone to just have them move away, like my best friends have over the years.

Anyways, I didn't create this post just to rant about the past and make readers feel nostalgic. I wrote this post because I got inspired by this old friend of mine, who still, after all of these years, manages to make me smile. She was always an inspiration to me. She always encouraged me to do my best and be my best, and I am so thankful that I got to know her, even if it was only for a short period of time.

The other issue that has been on my mind today was a recent fight with one of my other best friends. I first met her in eighth grade (after transferring schools) and we have been close ever since. That is, up until she started dating her current boyfriend. Time has passed and our differences have pulled us apart. A recent fight made me consider who my real friends are in life. And to that question, I have no real answer. I could name a few people that have always been there for me, but I don't know if they always will be. If there's anything that time has taught me it's that people are temporary. Some are in your life longer than others, but everyone will fade away eventually. Next year I'll graduate and go off to University, and I'll make new friends and have new experiences. And everyone here will fade away.

I hope that I can stay close with the people that I've met over the years, but I'm not going to expect it. I've learned that people change, they move away and life goes on. No matter what, life goes on.