I feel like I should be at an Alcoholics Anonymous meeting.
“My name’s Liah, and I’ve been sober a week now.”
There is something so wrong about that, seeing as I’m a college student at a respectable university. Sure, there are always slow weekends, but seriously, two weekends in a row?
Sobriety makes you bitter.
I got all dressed up, and did my makeup. And I can’t lie, I looked damn hot. To prove it, while we were walking around, a guy walked by, looked right at me and said “You’re hot.” So, I feel like I was actually looking good tonight. Granted, his forwardness suggest he’d had a few, for which I was also very jealous. But I’ll take what I can get.
Unfortunately, it’s also about 45 degrees out. Why I picked Ohio for school, I’ll never figure out.
So we head out at 10pm. I didn’t think that’s too early! Turns out, the party we were headed to…wasn’t till tomorrow. And it was a sketchy frat anyway. So we call everyone we know, and no one is doing anything. Apparently because it’s homecoming weekend, people suddenly get boring and don’t throw parties.
We walked around for an hour and a half, awkwardly stood in front of three houses, then just decided to go home. I was back in my room BEFORE midnight.
At least I got ice cream.
But yeah, I’m getting a little frustrated. When you can’t have fun on the weekends, when you have nothing to look forward to, it makes the weeks so much longer and so much harder.
Plus, it just makes me want to try drugs, because that you can do in comfort and warmth of your own home….or dorm room.
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