themarshas
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Being my good-two-shoes self I really haven't had too much experience in the drug world. I've only tried pot once and it wasn't a very exciting experience and I've never even smoked a cigarette. I did smoke part a cigar once on spring break and the next day I woke up with giant swollen lips- apparently I was allergic to the paper/leaves. Clearly God was smitting me for trying a drug for the first time. I do have several friends who were/are pot dealers. It paid their way through college and they rarely actually did the drugs so whatever I guess. I also worked in a pharmacy that regular drug testing so yea... even pot never seemed like the greatest idea. Plus, my mother would die if she thought that I ignored her daily lecture on not doing drugs. I would nevvvvvvvvvver drink and drive or do a drug and drive and I'm that annoying friend who steals your keys and runs away with them if you even try (even if I'm drunk). I've lost 2 very good friends in car accidents caused by other people drunk driving. And my father lost his licence about 12 years ago (perminently) for too many DUIs. You have to take into account that my father was an alcoholic and is to this day a chain smoker. His problems split my family apart when I was a child and although he's been sober for 10 years there's always a chance of relapsing. My mother is an extreme asthmatic who up until 2 years ago never drank anything in her life (because she used to have to babysit my father). Clearly I decided to follow my mothers foot steps.