I'm really starting to get sick of drinking. Well...not drinking in general, but rather getting drunk 4 nights a week and waking up with a pounding skull 4 mornings a week. I'm trying to cut down to Friday and Saturday, but my asshole roomates always convince me to go down to Brothers on Thursday for Dollar Long Islands. I feel like such a tool because I'm only 22, and I've only been 'legal' for a year, but the bar scene is really starting to get old. And I'm starting to feel like if I don't decide on a career path soon (I'm in school, but still am aimless as far as what I really want to do) I'm gonna be screwed for life.
I'm falling apart. And I need to lose weight while I'm still able to before my metabolism takes a shit. Bleh.
I'm falling apart. And I need to lose weight while I'm still able to before my metabolism takes a shit. Bleh.
the drinking alone in your bedroom with 7 empty bottles of JD under your bed, now, that never gets old!