Monday, September 03, 2007

I'm Not As Hardcore As I Thought

I often joke about how much acid I've done (true story!) or how much I drink and smoke weed, but I guess it takes seeing someone drinking from sun up to sun down to realize what an amateur I am.

I only drink until I get a light buzz. Very rarely am I falling over myself or making out with strangers. If I end up with my tongue down someone's throat, I never blame the alcohol 'cause usually that shyt is intentional. Bottom line? I ALWAYS have my wits about me.

And maybe I'm getting old or maybe I'm finally accepting the fact that there are two little girls looking at me to see how they should behave, but my tolerance level for such hedonistic behavior has dwindled...A LOT.

Honestly, I'm not one to judge (because according to my mom only god can do that) but DAMN! It's hard to be the sober one in a room full of drunken idiots. And I'm not better than anyone else- I, too, have my vices (hi, french fries!)- but DAMN! It's hard to be the only sober one in a room full of drunken idiots.

And yes, I love a good party, and I love to stay out late and laugh and dance and enjoy life, but OK, I'm gonna use my judgemental voice for ONE SENTENCE: DAMN! Have you never heard of drinking water? Good god almighty!!!

*smooches...not very fond of alcohol right now*
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¡Ave María!
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