No I don’t mean birthday parties, where the only things in goodie bags are party poppers, a single sweet and a toy whistle. I’m talking about the house parties that 16+ year olds host while their parents are out. Hmm… not my thing at all I’m afraid. I’ve never been to one for a number of reasons, but I’d rather not either.
For one, I hate alcohol. I have a liver disease that makes my hangovers last 10x longer, so not so good. Also, I hate seeing how stupid it makes people. Thirdly, it tastes like shite for the most part (until you are too numb to feel anything).
You may think I’m seeming like some sort of sulking nerd who lives with his computer. Well, you’d be partially right, at least! So I like spending time on this machine. Through my eyes that is better than going to some party for a few hours of “good times”, only to wake up the next morning feeling like shit and having to waste the day in bed.
What. Is. The. Point.
Maybe it’s the way I’ve been encouraged to think, or maybe it’s the way that I feel myself… but does one really need alcohol to have a good time? Surely not.
However, if I got invited to one of these paties I’d probably go anyway. And, to much of my friends’ disappointment, I would hog the soft drinks.
Oh yeah, the other thing is being sick. Why put yourself through it?
Anyway yeah, that’s just my thought for a day since I haven’t posted anything in almost a month.