Also, one last thing.
I'm getting nervous for the state of my mind. There's a marching band party coming up in the next couple of weeks and generally they have alcohol. Michael says that it's sponsored by the parents, but that's never really stopped anyone.
I want to drink. I don't know why. I wish I didn't. If the opportunity comes up, I might just end up doing so. Liz does, I've done so before. It won't be anything different. I just don't know how I'll react with more alcohol in my system than I did before.
We'll see.
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