First day of college… my new and, HIGHLY experienced roomie pulled out a bong and a jar of super smelly Blue Dream. Packed a bowl, rolled up a blunt and 20 minutes later… My body was glued to the aged black wooden chair in our second story Bostonian apartment. A few more hits, 2 packs of Ramen Noodles and half a bag of Flaming Hot Cheetos and I KO’d. I woke up to a MacBook full of tabs Google searching “I can’t feel my left arm” and “How to tell if I’m having a heart attack”.