i never meant to be a junky......

.they skipped me from preschool right to first grade because i had a 3rd grade reading level....i never went to kindergarten....
in 5th grade i evened it all back out by getting left back....sister mary elephant in most sacred heart thought it would be best since i spent the better part of the year at the desk in the back of the class. this was where i started getting high.
i would pinch my nose and my lips closed and blow really hard until my ears popped. this created a sensation i had never felt before. silver sparkles cluttered my vision as a light ringing formed in my ears making me dizzy to the point where i would have to put my head down on the desk panting like a dog until i came to. on the playground my favorite ride was that round thing with the bars on it that rested in the sand. getting 5 or 6 of your friends to spin it so fast until you got so dizzy you flew off nearly snapping your neck on the tar paved lot...i also liked spinning until i almost puked.
scratch and sniff stickers were pretty big back then as well...i had a pepperoni pizza with eyeballs that i stuck on the shade of my fire engine red desk lamp....i sniffed that thing 100 times a night even when i knew the scent had been rubbed off. i would cover my hand in elmers glue and wait for it to dry, peel it off, then obsessively smell my hand for the next 3 hours while i played combat on my brand new atari 2600 .....