Drank Drunk To Drink
So I’m drinking again. I guess it’s just my destiny. At least that’s what I told myself to justify my alcoholism. A few friends and I would get together, hang out and drink. It didn’t even have to be a weekend, we’d hang out on my days off or anytime we were bored. That was pretty often. I preferred the hard stuff, the others drank wine coolers or beer. My poison was vodka among other things. I could drink screw drivers all day if I wasn’t drinking straight vodka. Every now and then I would entertain a wine cooler or beer when I didn’t have my vodka. We always had a good time whenever we hung out. There were some crazy adventures that we encountered on many occasions. I would stumble through the back door late at night, trying to be very quiet so I wouldn’t wake anybody. On the nights I drank and got home late, I would dread going to school the next morning, but I’d drag myself out of bed and suffer throughout the day. It wasn’t too bad though, I just hated being at school buzzing or sober. My time spent at school was like a place for me to socialize and hang out with friends. I didn’t view it as a learning facility. My grades were all D’s and F’s and it wasn’t because I was dumb, I just didn’t put forth any effort. I aced all the big important tests I was exceptional in math. I did most of the work, just didn’t turn it in. I don’t know why. I could have easily had A’s and B’s but I chose to be stubborn and accepted my bad grades like a badge of honor or something. Maybe I was afraid to be smart or felt like I didn’t deserve it because I was never good enough in my families eyes. So, let me prove them right I guess.
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