The day I met acid.....

I was in the 7th grade, and already a wild child.  At the time, I lived with my father who has his own company and was working 80 hour work weeks to support myself and my siblings.  He was a great parent, strict, yet loving.  His parenting skills weren't the problem, the devil in me was the problem.  If I wanted something, I found a way.  Always!  Some say its a bad quality, I disagree, at times I'm too smart for my own good.

I had 2 best friends, and we caused a lot of trouble in Cuse'.  And I'm talking sneaking out and going to the corner store, buying mustard and putting it on every car we walk by (It is said to ruin paint).  Stealing family friends cars when we were in the 7th grade and throwing eggs at people jogging.  Smoking pot and drinking with 20 year olds in the park on a school night at midnight.

So in 7th grade we have a special day called, wait for it..... '7th Grade Day'!  My friends and I were so excited for this day..... And then after our whole class goes to 'Applebugs' next to our school.  It was a pretty big deal.  However, the day before we went on a field trip in Alexandria Bay, and we got caught stealing, and we weren't allowed to go to '7th Grade Day'...... But they couldn't keep us from 'Applebugs' !  So we are getting ready and we then go into my friends basement where her brothers room is, and we have a beer, or two...... Maybe more.  We stumble across a sheet of paper.  After some detective work, we figure out that its acid.  So, we do what every 7th grader would do, we take it.  No turning back now.

This is when shit starts to get real weird.  We get word that everyone is heading to 'Applebugs', so we take the trail in the park to get there and we start officially tripping out.  I mean at one point I'm crawling in the grass on all fours.  Okay, act normal guys, don't tell anyone, it will be fine.  And then we walk into the restaurant and the bright dining room lights really set me off.  I'm guessing I may have exaggerated a bit on how hard my trip really was, but I was only in 7th grade after all.  We walk in, and obviously I'm going to tell everyone how wasted I am and that I took acid.  And then after about maybe 15 minutes of getting stares and points because I was drooling and stumbling everywhere, I got kicked out.

To be in 7th grade again......

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