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Posted: Sun Dec 31, 2006 9:55 pm
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Posted: Sun Dec 31, 2006 10:00 pm
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Posted: Sun Dec 31, 2006 10:02 pm
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Posted: Sun Dec 31, 2006 10:07 pm
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Posted: Sun Dec 31, 2006 10:07 pm
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Posted: Sun Dec 31, 2006 10:36 pm
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Posted: Sun Dec 31, 2006 10:40 pm
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Posted: Sun Dec 31, 2006 10:59 pm
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Posted: Sun Dec 31, 2006 11:03 pm
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Posted: Sun Dec 31, 2006 11:12 pm
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Posted: Sun Dec 31, 2006 11:12 pm
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Posted: Mon Jan 01, 2007 12:33 am
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Posted: Mon Jan 01, 2007 1:24 am
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This night was good and bad for me.
One, TRUST ME, it's not great to be drunk. It's so much better just to have a smooth buzz or a nice numb feeling going on. >.> My first few moments were spent in a dizzy flurry, as well as in the embrace of my beloved one.
I may not have been drunk, but due to the fact people buy very cheap alcohol, it's the worst for you. Utterly unrefined, horrible tasting, and killer on you.
I drink for the taste of it all, not the feeling...and lemme say, I hate, HATE being drunk or dizzy. Oh, by the way, I'm a heavyweight from birth (born from Irish and German families, filled with alcoholics, and considering I'm built like a linebacker, yeah, takes a lot to get me anywhere).
I regret allowing my friends to bring drinks over. GOD, I wish I could have just had a nice relaxing night with them, just sit back, relax, and enjoy everything.
By the way, my dating unit was here, and both our best friends, whom are dating eachothers as well, were here. So, it was a night filled with good times....for the most part.
The problem is, I didn't realize ever before my girlfriend had a drinking problem. I knew she had trouble, but I didn't know it was bad. I actually saw her intoxicated for the first time, and I was utterly scared.
She loses control of herself, can barely walk, doesn't understand what you are saying to her, and just jumps around in circles til she falls over. It was bad. I had more than anyone here, and I was just about as sober as my friend who didn't even touch anything. She was GONE.
After I was able to get her outside into her dad's car, who took her home (yes he knew she drank...FLAME US ALL IF YOU WANT!). But I am going to actually meet him this week, play a game of Risk with him and my friend, and talk to him about this. I'm scared for her.
I absolutely, utterly, love her. After she left, with her friend, I cried and talked to my friend about this all. He shares the same feelings and we both know I'm going to have to help her out of this. I'm going to have to be that pushing force to help her along the way and keep her sober.
I made the best resolution of my life tonight, "I will keep that girl alive as long as I am. Even if she hates me after a while and leaves me, I just want to be able to let her live her life out."
I am going to stick to that statement, this promise, this vow. No matter how much she hates me, yells at me, and says horrible things to me, I'm going to help her out.
So you can say you want to be drunk, you can say you want to be high. But ask yourself this: Wouldn't you rather just know that someone will do ANYTHING in their power to help you out every day of your life?
It's up to you how you feel on all of this, but please, just find some good friends and hold onto them.
I know I have the best I could ever ask for. Here is to a new year, a good one, for everyone here!
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Posted: Mon Jan 01, 2007 6:38 am
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I wish my friends was here, and we all had a good time. Watch them all laugh and smile, and listen to good music and enjoy wine and vodka. Eat lots of junk food and left-over christmas food. And chocolate for dessert. And watch the firework and clinging to them all, giving them big, warm hugs, and run in for a shot-gun on the new bottle of vodka. I wish I was so drunk I could have the hangover from hell today, puking rainbow colored drinks and chocolate, and my favorite stockings so dirty its almost tempting to trash them instead of wash them, and laugh of all the stupid things that happened after the fireworks died out, and maybe cry cuz I got no new year kiss. And maybe look on the person sleeping next to me, and wonder who I let sleep over today...
Instead I spent a sober night with my family, out in nowhere, where boredom dies...
Better luck next year. Happy new year!
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Posted: Mon Jan 01, 2007 9:24 am
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