I guess so. But I tend not to get that attached that quickly.
Oh, fairly common I’d say. I doubt it reaches 10%, but my freshman year my roomate came home at 7:00 AM on a Sunday morning once all chatty when I was just getting up for search-and-rescue practice. That was the point that I blew him off as a fucking moron for good; I just stopped talking to him.
You hear it come up casually in conversations around campus occassionally, it’s mainly a sorority and frat thing. Some particular houses, particular sororoties seem to have a decent proportion using.
Last year in my hall of 400 students we had two cocaine busts by cops (not in the hall, kids got in trouble up on The Hill).
Funny, I don’t seem to ever recall any of their asses getting thrown in prison for a decade for it; I guess you have to be poor and black for that to happen.
My advice to the OP:
If they’re your friends, try to help them. If they would rather not accept your help, you need to get out of that dorm now. Hard drugs means higher risk of criminal activity.
What makes this your business is not only because they’re your friends, but it’s very fucking illegal. Illegal = everyone’s business. Tell, the R.A., tell the dorm supervisor, tell the dean of students, and tell the police what’s going on.
If these guys want to screw around with drugs, let them do it in their parents’ basements. Do not let them put you and your education at risk and do not let them make you live in a high risk environment.
PALATR
Jesus Christ on a crutch!
All I can say is that I thank the gods that some of the posters in this thread (or people like them) were not acquaintances of mine in college.
Their high-minded concern could have landed my ass in jail and screwed my whole life up, rather than allowing me to work things through myself, as I eventually did.
With friend like that, who needs enemies?
How do you differentiate from the guy who will pick himself up, and the guy who genuinely needs help? How do you finger the kid self-medicating depression before you find him swinging from the light bulb?
Nonsense. You said that she should mind her own business. That’s your opinion, and you obviously consider it to be the right thing for her to do.
So when it’s what YOU think, that’s fine and dandy… but when it comes to what she thinks, who cares?
Starts humming Two Become One.
Little help?
Correct. In my opinion she should mind her own business.
Yep. That is what I would do in her situation so I do consider it to be the right thing to do. That doesn’t mean that it is the only way to handle the situation. If she wants to get involved and tell everyone under the sun about these guys then that’s her choice. I think it is the wrong choice, but it is her choice. I really don’t give a shit what she does. When she comes to a message board and posts about it, that means it is open for comments. I commented on it. I do think that she should mind her own business. It won’t affect me in the least whatever she does, but in my opinion she should mind her own business and find new people to hang out with.
And, in actual fact, I wasn’t even talking to her. I was telling a 3rd party who had given advice that I think his advice was wrong.
She’s not the one who brought up her telling someone about what these guys do. That was someone else. I was telling someone else that I think she should mind her own business.
Again, I really don’t care what she does since it doesn’t affect me, I just think that her getting involved is the wrong thing to do.
pointing and laughing at the retards – exquisite, isn’t it?
Yeah, and when the OP gets caught up in a police sweep and faces charges along with all the criminals in her dorm, someone will be laughing. I save my contempt for someone who does blatantly illegal things before witnesses. If you choose to do something illegal privately, that’s one thing. Do it where someone else can see you and you should expect that that information will find its way to the authorities.
All you people on drugs are idiots. It’s a waste of time, money, and possibly your entire life. You can rationalize all you want, but you’re no better than alcoholics.
Maybe you need professional help to get off drugs, and I hope you do get up the courage and willpower to do it.
And I ain’t some DARE kid, they didn’t even have DARE when I was in school.
You seem to be way to worked up over this. Just go smoke a bowl and relax
Dude, that’s your answer for everything.
All I need is a beer.
Just like a typical boozehound. Someday you may grow up anbd not need the beer anymore. I hope you find the courage and the willpower to overcome your obvious addiction to the sauce.
Bless your heart.
One of the hardest lessons of adulthood is that you can’t save people. Not even people you love.
Some people are hellbent on destroying themselves. Sometimes people congregate in groups that are broken and are become a race to the bottom. Sometimes things just go wrong.
And these people will take and take as long as you are there. They will suck out all the emotion you are willing to give them. They will take your time. Eventually they will start taking your stuff. And you will spend years thinking “We can get through this” before you realize there is no “we”. They are the only ones that can control getting through it or not. You’ll realize that to them, all you are is a convience- to alliviate the bordom or loan five bucks now and then. Then you’ll say “goodbye” forever and get on with your life.
Save your time. Focus on your schooling. Be nice to these guys when you meet them in the halls, but find other people to eat at the dining hall with and don’t show up to their parties. By getting involved you only open yourself up to being hurt. There are plenty of people who will improve your life by knowing them, and who will reciproacate your friendship. And there are plenty of ways for these guys to fuck up their life even without drugs. When you graduate, you’ll have a group of friends, housemates, and probably a boyfriend, and you’ll think of these guys as “thsoe assholes I hung out with as a freshman” and nothing more.
She can remove herself from the situation. Which she should do since it sounds like she doesn’t like these people anyway.
It’s NONE of her business. She’ll be wondering what’s on the other side of every door for the rest of her life. Paying rent doesn’t guarantee a rose garden in school or in real life. IF someone harms her, she’s got a bitch to pitch. Otherwise, she needs to learn how to pick friends who she actually gets along with.
Spoken like a true narc.
There’s no law that says you have to narc out friends who do things you don’t like to do. Put away the tightie-whities and get a life.