they had 2 words for me

It ahs been a patient wait and it has realized its worth. Resisting all the shit that the circumstances had to offer, exploiting my helplessness, exacerbated by an inappropriate attitude and approach, it could not have been worse. Or so it seems, plummeting you to abysmally low levels in terms of confidence, willpower and mood.

But then they had two words for me. I could say it with conviction-“neither the booze, nor the grass, nor the hash, nor the fag, nor the bang has catapulted me to such a high-an exalted state of existence. I have got high the right way.
They had two words for me- Research Assistant.

Its a wild world out there, the only way out of it is to learn it the hard way.