As most of you know, I stopped drinking alcohol early in February due to the reason that I wanted to shed a new light on life. I wanted to lead a healthier lifestyle and on the lamer side, I kind of just wanted to — (how do i say this?) — salvage my drinking virginity? HAHA. I dunno. Well, my goal was to stop drinking until the day I turned 21.  Err.. well, at least within a day or twos range of it.

I lasted until last night — I gave into self-destruction, and I drank until my hearts content.

And! for what it’s worth, I congratulate myself! I lasted from February 8 to July 21st. I might not be able to feel the full enjoyment of accomplishing my goal, but I’m actually quite content with myself for having lasted this long. A good 5 and a half months? To me, that’s quite the accomplishment! And to look at it another way, I won’t be missing out on anyone’s birthday’s anymore. I’ll be able to celebrate birthday shots with the great company of my friends. Though that sounds immature, I’m pretty glad that I’ll be able to drink with them. I’m young, and I should be enjoying life as much as I can. And if that means damaging my liver in the process? Then let it be — let the good times roll.

(Now, don’t get me wrong. I’m not an alcoholic, and I certainly don’t plan to be one. But it definitely is nice to enjoy activities with the people I love.)