Alice in Stonerland

I ended up dreaming a lot, too much if you ask me. It was the weed, I’m telling you it was!

The family, well they were not a lovely bunch of people NOT.

Rude more like, and too many high expectations from me.

They had to say it! I mean I knew it was coming, just I was not ready, say.

They stood in front of me one day after my last day of sixth form and blurted it out with their arms folded with a stern look.

There it was as the words came out that I needed to do something with my life or I would be a nobody altogether. Would that be true? I mean what a thing to say to a child, really putting your confidence down, right!

Telling me I would be fucked if I did not go to University! Say what!

Well looks like I caved in that moment, didn’t I!

I mean that was a bit of a reality check, those words coming out:

“I would be fucked if I did not go to University.”

I packed my belongings that very day indeed.

My dad was able to pull a few strings and well off I went, I said goodbye to my safety net and hello to student life.

Where, well, what an adventure that was, you will see why!

I ended up going on my adventure, you know! I really did.

I went to Wonderland Academy, my first year at University.

I thought yeah!

This is going to be crazy.

This is going to be wild.

Studying, Well who needs that, that starts in second year, right!

Oh I was in for a shock of events.

I didn’t realise I would be getting my pills off Roger the White Rabbit, he said his name was. I mean everyone was doing it so I followed, why not!

Every time it was, Roger was late.

I mean how bloody rude of him to keep me and my friends waiting, how very dare he!

Every time he used to make up so many excuses for being late.

He said he had a lot of clients to get through, no idea what that meant.

Until it was literally spelled out to me.

No, he was serious but I mean I thought he was pulling my leg!

I didn’t realise he was in fact a drug dealer!

Say what, is this a thing!

I then met the biggest slut everyone talked about at Wonderland Academy; she would go with whatever she wanted.

I thought to myself, so bloody what, leave her alone. I mean what they said was vile and disrespectful, like who cares, leave her alone.

I mean people would just follow what was being said. I thought what is wrong with you?

You are followers like sheep putting her down like that, back off. But then again who was I, a follower when it came to drugs, well I shall leave you with what you shall think on that!

They called her Stacy the Queen of Hearts; they called her that because she had a lot of men after her and kind of broke their hearts.

She was very attractive, I saw that, and she was kind to me.

“People pay attention here, listen up treat people how you would want to be treated, fact.”

I noticed when hanging out with her there was something about her that made her the way she is today.

I remember when we were juicing one night.

Stacy was always leaving her drink down. I mean though I was flat out high most of the time, I never left my drink down, instead I downed it, then onto the next.

But me being me I kept telling her don’t leave your drink down.

She told me the biggest secret ever. Luca the Cat his name was vile.

I mean it was big so I cannot say I’m afraid, but let’s just say he was someone I avoided and did not meet. I stayed well clear of that creature.

As weeks went on, and they did!

I used to go to a new club every night where I would meet the craziest people like myself at Freshers Insane.com.

One guy I met at Pride Night was Mad Harry. He was a right old laugh and we used to enjoy each other’s company.

He told me he has ADHD, and he was always like it.

He was a funny but crazy one in a good way.

I loved that about Mad Harry.

He used to dance on tables when we were out and dance with me all night, as well as popping a few and juicing as the night went on.

My life was beginning, it really was!

I felt as though it was too good to be true!

Guess what, it was. Because I woke up in hospital today a week after taking too much LSD and weed, with oh forgot to mention my sleeping tablets.

I had been taking them since I was young because my sleep was bad, and I’m guessing you could say this is a bad combination.

All round.

The doctor came in early today and told me I had a bad fall on the stairs whilst I was high as a kite.

I was not at a club. In fact, I had only been at Wonderland Academy for a day!

Explaining to me how everything else did not happen.

I made it up in my head while I was tripping.

So there you have it!

It was all a really good dream, but the question is how did I get the drugs? Because I could have sworn I got them at Wonderland.

I guess I will never know!

Next time, well there won’t be a next time, my parents say.

I guess what I should take away from this is:

Don’t take drugs off people you do not know.

Don’t do drugs with sleeping tablets.

Know if you want to go to University and don’t go because you feel forced.

And well don’t follow the crowed, have your own mind, I guess!