Patterns.

So Thursday I skipped school and went to happy hour with Jesse and some of his family, and had some really strong margarita's. Friday I got a great buzz and sang Tone Loc's Wild Thing during karaoke at the Smog Cutter, last night was a family party where I almost had more booze but decided not to because I started to see a pattern. I went from 1 beer a year to a 6 pack a month. I know it doesn't sound like a lot but for me it is. I'm the daughter of one of the greatest drinkers I know who comes from a long line of alcoholics. It's easy to take drinks and feel good because it really does take some of the week's stress away. I understand why people turn to drugs, because it's numbing and kinda fun. The hangover wasn't good though.
If I would have gotten some of the news I got on Saturday, on Friday you bet your ass I would have been shitfaced at the bar on Friday not just buzzed. My dad is back to his old casanova habits, and his life is being threatened in places he is all too familiar with. No news on my grandma yet, but they say no news is good news right? Yesterday after I spoke to my sister and got the shitty news, I took a long walk to the bank where I had to transfer some cash. On my walk I just prayed and had a super long conversation with God. Yeah I'm a believer. Who knows who or what God is, but I do believe there is one.
Anywhoo...Tomorrow starts a new week of work, and school. The routine is way past old but it's sort of comforting. This friday I have another furlough day, and I will try and put some stuff up on Ebay. I have some hoodies, some shoes, and some bags that I could do away with. I may take a trip to the American Way and see if I can invest 10 bucks into my Ebay venture. 4 days of work as opposed to 5 sounds great. My pay check may be shitty but it's kind nice to have that extra day to just sleep in or whatever.