Oct 16, 2006 17:51
So, am I a bad person? Does drinking make me a bad person? I never thought so. I think it's bad if you drink irresponsibly, but I don't do that. And it's not my fault that since I'm in college, most social events are going to revolve around alcohol.
But I've had a great week.
Thursday night I went to this really awesome Montevallo tradition, The Life Raft Debate. A panel of six teachers get together and argue as if the world is ending and we have to choose one of them to save, and we base it on who gives the best argument for their discipline. It's awesome. Afterwards, I went to a small party with my friend. It was beautiful. I actually drank a beer and I met a lot of really nice people. Then the real alcohol started pouring in and I decided to be the nice person and drive. Driving a bunch of drunk people around is amusing, depending on how they are. But overall it wasn't that bad. The guy I thought was cute totally knows now, because drunk people talk a lot at Huddle House at 3AM.
Friday night I went to a Friday the 13th party. I brought Smirnoff Twists and had 2 before I decided that it would be cute of me to have a jello shot. Now, I'm not that good at science but I thought that jello, being more solid than liquid would not go through your system as fast. I was wrong, indeed it goes a lot faster. Within ten minutes I was standing there thinking "Damn...my legs feel funny." So after that I was like screw it, I might as well drink it up. So I had two more screwdrivers, really strong ones. I am apparently very nice when I drink. And what's awesome, is that I was not the drunkest person there, at all. Seriously, I don't know how some people do it. But I had fun, I talked to people. I was splendid.
Then Saturday night, I was like, I'm not going to do anything too bad. I'm gonna see if Whit wants to get midnight sushi, and she informed me she was having a party. Well, I thought gee, it's a UAB choir party, it can't be that bad. I was wrong again. They are crazy. I had another jello shot. Whisky, vodka, whisky, and tequila. I'm an idiot. But the thing about those choir kids, is not only do they drink hard, but they just do it all hard. So I spent the night at Whit and Nick's.
So last night, I was like. I'm totally gonna take it easy, get my school work done. No, i ended up going to see Built to Spill, which was amazing. They're like absurdly talented. And I drove, so I had like all these amazingly cool people in my beautiful Taurus: first the cop pulled me over for having my headlight out, then well, if you've ever ridden in my car, you're aware of all of its adorable idiosyncrasies (windows and doors tend not to close, it shakes at 75 mph, it's just messy...). But I just had a really good time.
Now, my problem is that I had the calmest time on Sunday, and I feel the worst today. I feel like total and utter shit. I'm cold, I have a headache, I just feel like crap. My body is having like a delayed reaction. And I apologize. She's just not use to this kind of stress.
But I do feel good about myself, that I actually went out and did crap.
If I get Justin Timberlake's new cd, will you all forgive me? But I will definitely be getting weird al's new cd.
I'll just have an earl grey tea