The night after the ritalin binge was my friend's 21st birthday.

This story is pretty long. It took place over Reading Week, a break we get during February.

While most of the students in Mount Allison University live within the surrouding area, a few of us come from places like Ontario, Saskatchwan, and the US west coast, so we didn't feel up to going all the way home for a week. We decided we were gonna spend this entire week destroying our minds and bodies with booze and narcotics.

Reading Week started on something like Friday, so here are several highlights from that week of Mayhem:

1. EXCESSIVE smokin of weed and cigarettes in the residence. At any given moment you could see clouds of smokin billiowing down the hallway. What was funny was that up until February, I had been smokin in the room but making sure to mask the smell and block the bottom of my door (not that it makes much of difference). That whole week, we showed complete disregard for the No-Smoking inside rule. Smoking with the door opem, smoking in the hallway, smoking while using the bathroom, smoking in the shower. It was ridiculous.

2. Since we had decided we weren't gonna be sober for the majority of the week, we made it a point to do a different drug every one or two nights, with weed being the constant one. One night involved shrooms, while the next night or two involved blow, valium, and probably one of the most hilarious nights - ritalin.

3. The details on the ritalin were as follows: down the hall there was the fairly anti-social asshole who had a ritalin prescription. Across the wall was this hilarious dude who dedicated a lot of time to playing Dungeons and Dragons and drinking.

He along with another remaining student decided to bust into anti-social dude's room to get some D&D supplies, I think it was dice or cards or something.

In any case, after they busted into the room through the window, the exited through the door and didn't bother locking it. Well, of course, us fucked up individuals immediately took advantage of such an opportunity and proceed to jack like 50 10mg of ritalin.

Three of us then camped up in my friends room and proceeded to snort the 50 pills over the next 8 or 9 hrs. The night consisted of my friend being completely hooked on 3D pinball, which he had already been playing most of the afternoon and almost playing for like 22 hrs straight. We also chain smoked in the room, watched bullshit cable TV and and eventually went to early morning breakfast. Walking outside was pretty fucked up because being jacked up on ritalin caused the glare of the sun to fuck with my head severely.

We somehow got ahold of some soccer ball and kicked it all the way down to the meal hall, then kicked it at the window of some residence. The whole meal hall trip proved to be pointless cuz we could barely eat anything anyway.


Fuckin ritalin. Anyway, as you can imagine, when anti-social dude returned he was not too impressed with his missing pills and busted-into room.

3. The night after the ritalin binge was my friend's 21st birthday. We had no sleep, but were still determined on drinking that night. 3 of us guys and 2 girls, one of whom was from Brampton and was visitng her friend for a few days, went to the liquor store and proceeded to buy a 26er of JD and a 60oz of some Canadian whiskey...don't really remember the name.

Well, that night, it took my buddy like one 4 shot drink to throw his ass over the edge. I was suffering from all the ritalin so I decided I'd go to bed. This is what people told me in the morning. At one point somebody found my buddy laying at the bottom of the stairwell with his eyes open. He was barely coherent, and two girls attempted to get him to bed, however he agreed on one condition - they both strip down and hop into bed with him.

After a brief argument they both jumped into his bed fully clothed. When he fell asleep they snuck off, only to see him wandering down the hall. It was at this point he showed up in my room, scanning the room silently, then blurting out "What's up?" I tell him not much. He scans the room for another 30 sec and then says "Yo, is there any more ritalin"?

I tell him nah, we did em all. He scans the room again and takes off. I fall back asleep. I'm told that after this the girls tried to put him to bed again. This time he strips down and starts roaming the halls naked.

The girls throw a towel around him and take him to his room. Some time passes and I suddenly wake up in my room. About 5 min later I hear staggering footsteps - it's him again. He opens the door and does the same silent scannin of the room and asks the same ritalin question. I'm fairly confused as to why the fuck this guy is in a towel. He takes off again.

4. There was one night where we were all drinking wildly up on the third floor in the same friend's room. Two girls come up and we all are kickin it, chillin and listenin to tunes. At some point I realized I had left my cigarettes in my room down on the 1st floor, so I jet down to retrieve em. By the time I get back up and open the door, these ladies are in their brars grindin on each other. It was fuckin funny. So, not one to let these ladies dance alone I join in on the grindin session. Eventually some other guys in the room join in, doing some ass and titty grabbing.

5. One night we were loungin' in my room trippin out on shrooms and listenin to music. At one point we had run out of weed so we started rummaging through my ash tray trying to find any roaches decent looking enough to be used in a pipe or bong. The task became difficult because my other friend kept randomly bursting out in laughter, causing mad ash to blow all over the place. I kept telling him to look at what he was doing and stop with the giggling, but that only made him laugh more. As one could imagine we never were able to find any damn roaches.

Damn gigglin bastard.

6. Another funny thing was when one of the girls who was around was drunk and started telling us about her time working at McDonald's, and how at one staff party, she got gangbanged by five other co-workers. We didn't believe her for shit until her friend who was visiting confirmed this story. I don't think anybody who was in the room that night can look at this girl the same again.

Not a bad Reading Week if I say so myself.