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All those fantasies of it being just partying and drinking seem to come from people who probably didn't go past first year because by the end of all careers you are mostly broke and tired all the time.


Nonsense.

I'm quite successful as a student, and I haven't stopped drinking or partying these last six years. Nor have most of my colleagues, and we are all studying a pretty demanding uni and are pretty good at it. Same goes for people who are in other fields that I know and that I regularly spend time with.
Not saying all that partying and drinking is good or necessary to have a good time, but whoever says you can't have fun and be successful at the same time probably doesn't know how to party to begin with.

College is awesome in many ways, and the fact that it is brutal only makes the downtime sweeter. So yeah, partying and drinking all the way.
 
Gotta side with Atomkilla. Meth and alcohol and a variety of amphetamines colored my time at college, and if it weren’t for my roommates trying to send me to prison I’d have spent two more years like that and gotten a degree. The moral? Don’t do meth, but know that it is possible to do uppers and get good grades. Like easier, in fact. They focus you.
 
Gotta side with Atomkilla. Meth and alcohol and a variety of amphetamines colored my time at college, and if it weren’t for my roommates trying to send me to prison I’d have spent two more years like that and gotten a degree. The moral? Don’t do meth, but know that it is possible to do uppers and get good grades. Like easier, in fact. They focus you.

My friend used to use uppers when studying for some demanding exams. I personally never tried it nor wanted to, but it did help him.
Still, he stopped a little after passing those exams. Not really good for health, is it?


Maybe that's why I graduated in 3 years and not in 6 :hatersgonnahate:


I have a hard time believing 3-year-long college can be all that brutal to prevent you from having fun.
My curriculum lasts 6 years minimum and I'm finishing it on time.

So yeah, I just think you're no fun.
 
I would argue that my crap tier country education system makes studies a torture. Basic engineer degree lasts 3,5 years + 1,5 if You choose to get another degree.

Everything is squeezed into schedule so tight, You need to spend hours upon hours simply memorizing Pure useless theory.
 
Yeah but that was communications degree. the 2nd worst degree after art and women's studies.
Actually graphic design, later Web design, and I am making enough to travel to Japan once a year with only 3 years of experience :V

I have a hard time believing 3-year-long college can be all that brutal to prevent you from having fun.
My curriculum lasts 6 years minimum and I'm finishing it on time.

So yeah, I just think you're no fun.

My Curriculum was 4 years but I did Inter semester courses to advance faster. Still, by last semester we had to do entire books and websites in short periods and print the former so many times that we barely had any money left for food and we barely slept during finals.
 
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My Dyslexia read this as Horsecians.
 
I tried LSD last saturday. It was... an experience like none other. Don't know wether I wanna try it again or not, altho by the end when I was coming down I did some Pancakes that were so good they looked like out of a promo picture.
 
I tried LSD last saturday. It was... an experience like none other. Don't know wether I wanna try it again or not, altho by the end when I was coming down I did some Pancakes that were so good they looked like out of a promo picture.
The part of this I’m most curious about is the pancakes. “Did” could mean anything. Did you eat the pancakes? Did you fuck the everloving shitballs out’ve the pancakes? Were they truly pancakes or a hallucination of your addled mind? That calls into question even more assumptions concerning the fuckening of the cakes of pan.
 
There was probably nothing noteworthy about those pancakes. Hallucinogens have a habit of making everything the best. The worst part about doing them is coming all the way down and realizing you've been geeking out for the past 8 hours over shit you would typically not give a second thought about.
I recommend mushrooms over LSD. LSD always felt more mechanical/synthetic whereas mushrooms always felt natural and more spiritual. I would see stupid shit on LSD like cartoon chipmunks and sneaky elves but on mushrooms I would see moving Mayan and Aztec hieroglyphs and verdant landscapes with pyramids.
 
Nah the Pancakes were pretty great. I ate them when I was already coming down and they were really spongy and nice, my friend who was trip sitting me was sober and he also found them great.
 
LSD changes your perspective on things in general, so it is possible it was not the pancakes that were amazing, but your new mind detached from the drudgery of life. The only way to be sure is to go back and eat more pancakes and do more LSD.

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Also George Lucas stole more ideas than I realized.
 
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Every time I read the word tripsitter I get a new grey hair. Haha tripsitters seriously dude look at what internet culture done to your generation. The only people that need tripsitters are the type of people you look at on the bus/subway and change seats to be as far away from as possible. There was a party in high school when a truck load of mushrooms came to town and the entire party (~30 people) ate an eighth of shrooms each. Nothing dramatic happened. We ended up roaming the suburb like zombies walking into peoples back yards and playing with the grass. BTW best grass ever. No one jumped out of windows, tried to rip their own face off or choked to death on air.
 
Hey, I had never tried LSD before, blame me for being too careful I guess.

I didn't actually "see" anything while tripping, the typical altered vision that made everything look in movement and psychedellic, but I kinda expected to see hallucinations which never happened, I did have a bit of a freak out because I was having like a hundreds thughts a second and sometimes it felt like every thought stopping had it's own conciousness, so as the night progressed it felt like I was a dwinling iteration of myself starting one thought, then not remembering it, then starting it out again, I also couldn't stop talking and I kept cycling between being rude in how chilled out I was was and profusely apologizing.
 
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