My immune system used to be much stronger: my red blood cells were armed with AKs, bombs, grenades, and daggers, but now the budget's been cut (they've lost all of their guns). I need to compensate for the arsenal by taking various drugs. It would be of great assistance if you could go to the convenience store, buy some Advil and Vitamin C packets, and slide them right under my door. But you’re more familiar with drugs that don't come from the pharmacy - they come from a guy who claims his research chemicals are just like LSD, and the more I think about it, we’re not that different, you and me. We both take drugs to feel much better while we’re living at SUNY. Purchase what you need but please don't ever feel like you can’t spend a single night sober. Message me, I'll be right over. I’ll leave the whiskey in the freezer and my flask in the top drawer. I’m no Catholic saint; I just know how to rhyme (remember that my BAC’s my GPA from time to time). The alcohol keeps me less stressed out and much less likely to worry about all the things you’re doing right now that i wouldn’t dare to try, try, try, try, try, try, try, try. "Try" is the most important word to your parents, relatives, and neighbors - they’ll tell you to try as much as possible, find what you love, and then make whatever that is your major. Try to make some friends, try not to get arrested, take classes with a bunch of different professors. You can make the most of those four expensive years - all you gotta do is try! So in light of that, let’s try something new. Here's a competition for me and you: If you stop doing the scary stuff, I’ll be sure to stop drinking so much. I don’t want this to turn into a young adult novel where both protagonists die.