Fuck

Ok, so, since I last wrote in here, I have gained a year of life, got a tattoo, and become just slightly more jaded (therefore, more emo!). I also have gotten way too drunk in front of my parents and embarrassed myself silly...but that's a story for another time.

So after having, probably the most terrifying experience in my entire life, I realized that I'm fucking up wayyy too much. However, I don't seem to be willing to change anything as of yet. I'm having fun and I know that sobriety brings me down a bit (which is scary...sorry future boyfriends!). I don't like always saying or doing things before thinking, but I do them, unknowingly for the most part. It makes me feel like alcohol is turning me into a booze robot (Danger, Will Robinson!). When fed copious amounts of booze, I feel challenged to drink more. But before you all play the "ALCOHOLIC" card, I don't drink alone and rarely drink more than 2 times a week. I'm a binge drinker, I know this.

I'm just at a point in life where I can continue playing the hand I'm dealt with, or I can deal myself a new one. But you always get caught cheating.

Edmonton sure isn't seeming so far away anymore...