Or like my friend the one time:
*hits massive bong*
Oh shit I'm supposed to tutor someone
*runs off to tutor them, high as fuck*
Joke was the student was stressing so bad and knew zip zero zilch about the subject (philosophy) and my friend gets more eloquent and philosophical when he's high, so it worked brilliantly, as they had a lekker conversation about the theories and shit, and the kid learnt more like that than trying to cram all of it - into his already tired brain - the day before the exam.
I would like this, if I was in that kids class. My experience in the two Phil classes I took, years apart, is that both teachers were pretentious dbags and according to them, philosophy was learning the ideas and the thinking, the way THEY thought it/saw it/interpreted it. Doing your own thinking was outlawed- and marked down.
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I get fucking thoughtful when I’m high. To the point where I write down and execute on some ideas because they’re amazing and I would never have found them otherwise. But no.. not in school
*hits massive bong*
Oh shit I'm supposed to tutor someone
*runs off to tutor them, high as fuck*
Joke was the student was stressing so bad and knew zip zero zilch about the subject (philosophy) and my friend gets more eloquent and philosophical when he's high, so it worked brilliantly, as they had a lekker conversation about the theories and shit, and the kid learnt more like that than trying to cram all of it - into his already tired brain - the day before the exam.
.
I get fucking thoughtful when I’m high. To the point where I write down and execute on some ideas because they’re amazing and I would never have found them otherwise. But no.. not in school