Universities sure have it figured out!
One of my last general education classes happened to be Western Traditions. It just so happened that this class required 5 books, all of which I had to buy and read in order to be prepared for the tests. One of the books I had to buy brand new for $122. I had to buy it brand new because it was the first semester that book was being used.
Fast forward to today….finish up my semester. Selling the books that I have left back to the bookstore. I usually sell them online because I like to get a decent amount back for my books, which the university bookstore (barnes & noble) does not give you. However, I attend the University of Akron, and this was a university exclusive book..so I cant exactly expect to find a buyer on half.com.
I try to sell it to the bookstore, I get told they are only using the book for summer classes and then are using a new one for the fall, so they arent buying it back. Im thinking to myself, damn. So, I remember there is an off campus store that buys and sells university textbooks. I head over there thinking I might be able to pull one on them. Turns out the university hasnt given them their humanities book list for fall semester yet…so they arent buying. I try ONE LAST resort. I post on facebook if anybody is taking this class next semester, and if so I have this book to sell (hoping they wouldnt be smart enough to look up the book list for next semester). Well..nobody took the bait.
So, to simplify, The University of Akron publishes a brand new book,for a GEC Humanities class even, forcing students to buy brand new from them. They use the book for ONE semester. Forcing all students taking this class in the fall to have to buy a brand new, overpriced book again.. They sure have it figured out.
So here I am, stuck with a $122 book that I cant do shit with, except maybe use it to start a fire. Meh, I guess I did learn a little about religion, the Renaissance, and Ancient Greece in it.
Donald Trump Is Freaking Delusional
The White House has finally released Barack Obama’s “long form” birth certificate. While one would assume that Donald Trump would shut up, homeboy released his own statement saying that while he’s proud in light of the disclosure, since the document surfaced so suddenly, it should be inspected to ensure its authencity. All this, coming from the same man who says his sources told him the certificate didn’t even exist in the first place? Somebody get him to release his tax records!
I admire Donald Trump, but he really needs to let this one go. It doesn’t even matter if he wasn’t born in the United States. His parents are US citizens, therefore he is a citizen from birth.
Trippin’
I’ve wanted to try shrooms ever since I have been away for college. I want to make clear that I did not want them just for the sake of doing drugs. I have done a lot of reading on them and how the trips make people realize things/become better people, etc. The only other illegal drug I have done in my life is marijuana (a handful of times) and I will never experiment with any other drugs. Luckily and unexpectedly, I found a connection from one of my friends up here in Akron. So, I got me some shrooms..
Me and 4 other friends were taking them. We also had one of our close friends that was not going to trip there to babysit us because this was all our first time doing shrooms.
I had half an eighth of shrooms all to myself. I decided to make me a peanut butter sandwich, put the shrooms in it and drink some orange juice to help wash it down. It took probably about half an hour before I felt anything. The first sign of me feeling anything was when I went to lift my arm up to point at something, I couldnt do it.
Much after that, I dont have a very good recollection of the order that things occured, so I’ll give it my best.
I was laying on the bed and my friend kept doing the same thing over and over (or did he?). This made me think..does everything in life repeat itself? I felt like I was in one big dream, like this life was one big dream. I wondered what is the point of us being here.
For one reason or another dying popped into my head. Death itself was my biggest fear..but after seriously thinking about it, I think im OK with it now.
Then I thought about the girl that I care about the most in this world. I was dumb enough to break her heart, twice. I have been missing her lately and wanted to get back with her.. That is until I found out she cheated on me..with my first cousin. I told her I hated her and I would be perfectly ok if I never seen or heard from here again. I was thinking..she at least had the respect to tell me, even though this happened a year ago. I dont know if I can ever really forgive her, but I do not hate her. There is no reason to hold a grudge against or “hate” somebody in your life.
The most intensive hallucination I had was probably when I looked at my friend, and he turned into Jesus. Did I really see Jesus? I dont really know how to interpret this..maybe I need to have a better relationship with God. I would attend church mostly every Sunday when I was younger. That later turned into going during Easter and Christmas, and that later turned into none at all.
There was also a point during the trip where I honestly didnt know if I would ever come back into reality.
I spent the other time during the trip just looking at things. I would stare at the iTunes playlist for minutes at a time just watching the name, song title, etc wave back and forth and move closer and closer together. I would look at the ceiling, stick my arm up, close one eye and place my hand so that it matches up at the corner where the ceiling meets the walls and it would look like my hand would go on forever. Its the little things in life that really arent appreciated.
At one point, me and my friends were all sitting there watching a lava lamp. They were talking about whats inside of it and how it works. I sort of had an epiphany. I had honestly never thought of how a lava lamp worked, in fact I had no clue how it worked. What fun is life without a little bit of curiosity and a willingness to learn and understand things?
As I came down from the “peak” of the trip I was getting hungry. So me, one friend, and the babysitter went for a walk to the student union to get some food. While I wasnt at the peak of the trip anymore, I still wasnt all there. This might have been the most influential part of my trip. Just being outside and seeing people made me really feel grateful just to be here. I mean this is life, sometimes its rough..but its definitely worth living. I appreciate everybody and everyone that has been apart of my life. I wouldnt be where I am today without them.
The trip ended sort of how it started. I had lost a sense of feeling and strength in my left arm in the beginning and I got it back.
Some notes about the trip: The shrooms tasted nasty as hell, even with the peanut butter sandwich and orange juice. After the trip was over, I was eating some nutter butter peanut butter crackers and it reminded me of eating the shrooms. I dont know if I can ever eat peanut butter again without thinking about the occurrences of today. My stomach hurt the whole time just because thats what the shrooms do. It was a great bonding time with my friends. The trip lasted about 4 hours I would say. I cannot truthfully tell you whether or not me and the magic mushroom will ever meet again, but if we do, I will probably be tripping alone. I had a friend that had sort of a bad trip and it made the experience not as great as what it could of been. I have no regrets though and am glad I did it.
P.S. I have 22 videos on my phone of the trip (I asked the babysitter to take them). But, I really dont know if I’ll ever watch them.
