So, are you wondering how the drinking went?

Yeah...it didn't.

I had these grandiose illusions of slurred speech, falling out of chairs, vomit, hangovers...

Instead what I got was a household where the only alcohol available was rum and strawberry daquiris with so little alcohol that it shouldn't even count. And I didn't particularly enjoy the taste of rum. Wait, I take that back. I didn't enjoy the taste of rum when it was mixed with something else, like coke. I had a shot(I was too much of a pussy to have anything more) of Bacardi by itself, and I enjoyed that. Probably because it was the only time I felt like I was getting any real alcohol. But anyway, yeah, when it was mixed with something else, I just didn't think it tasted good at all so I couldn't even finish one.

Ya know, I'm such a fucking loser. I'm fucking eighteen years old, when the hell am I going to start living? Oh well. Hope everyone else had more fun than I did.

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