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Jun

Call me crazy

sorry I have been MIA all weekend, didn’t have time to tumble during the most amazing weekend of my life. BUT I do have some funny shizz to make up for it.

I spent the weekend at my friend Reid’s house with a few of my other favorite people. We spend the weekend boating, drinking, drinking, boating. It was beautiful. While driving back to Ann Arbor I realized something: I have never been more happy EVER in my life. Seriously, I have never had such amazing friends and I have never been completely satisfied with where I am right now. I am completely enjoying being single because I have such amazing relationships with my friends. My life has changed so drastically since last year and I couldn’t be happier about it.

The only issue at hand is my substance use abuse. I say abuse lightly, I am not trying to say I have a problem, but the situation is getting a bit out of hand. This weekend my friends and I spent over $500 on alcohol—for three days. And believe me, we weren’t drinking Grey Goose and shizz. I’m talking half gallons of burnettes and natty lights all the way. The girls alone bought four half gallons and and four fifths. There were only six girls there. We were under the influence from the moment we woke up to the moment we went to bed (and most of the time imbetween because I am pretty sure I woke up still drunk most mornings).

That’s not even the issue here. It’s not like I drink that heavily all the time. The problem was, when I finally got home, with alcohol basically running through my veins, I could not imagine drinking another sip of alcohol. So what do I do? I go smoke of course. For some reason, I just had to get high before I went to bed. It was aweful. I have never felt the NEED to drink or smoke or do anything before. But last night I was feeeemmmiinnngg.

I don’t know, I guess that’s just college. But it’s definitely something I need to work on.