No Pun Intended

So, it's been about 2 months since my last post. I've been unbelievably busy with college. I go to University of Colorado. Marijuana just became legalized here, so every other person you might talk to is probably high. I'm not even kidding here- I walked into  one of my English classes and the kid next to me smelled like he showered in weed and then hot-boxed (a term meaning smoking with the windows and doors closed to obtain a better high) his bathroom. When I saw my first dispensary, I freaked out like a little kid who sees the Disneyland castle for the first time. I was purely excited, not only because I'm secretly an immature 12 year-old boy who will most likely laugh at the "that's what she said" jokes, but because I had never seen one before, besides medical ones. Now, I'm not going to lie on this blog, so I'll tell you a small story. My roommate's friend bought us a pot brownie. My roommate went out later that night, so I decided to eat a little more than half. I don't remember much, but I was told that I stood in the hallway of my floor with half of a fruit rollup hanging out of my mouth. All I did was stand and occasionally say "hi" to people for about 20 minutes. A couple of days later, I went to a frat party with my roommate, let's call her Deli (only because I am currently craving deli food). A guy walked up to Deli and I and asked us to help him get in. We walked up to the front and he pretended to be my boyfriend. They wouldn't let him in, only us. So, Deli and I decided on a much smarter way to get him in (keep in mind,  we may have been under the influence of alcohol). We walked around to the back and saw an open window. "This is a brilliant idea!" I screamed confidently at Deli and the guy. They both agreed. Deli moved the curtains out of the way and shoved my boyfriend (not really) in the window. She turned around with a look of horror and screamed "THEY SAW HIM!" as if we were in Vietnam in an undercover secret mission. We both sprinted away, opposite directions of course (because what's an action movie without 2 stupid people collaborating on different escape routes separately?). We never knew what came about our new friend. To this day (a week later), I still wonder what he is up to. I'm going to stop typing now before I reveal too much about Deli and start taking more about my other friend, Half-Baked Chocolate Chip Cookie (no pun intended).