Um. I quit smoking. And have started to take care of myself. Except that I've accepted I'm a lush and don't care anymore. Other than that a precious little. Soon as this semester is done I'm hittin' the clubs hard. The club drugs...harder...jk...maybe. But seriously, I am completely cut off. I'm losing it. I need to go to a party and tap into my serious party girl side. Which is not for the faint of heart. God those were good times. Going to work drunk. Passing out in the shower. The friendly toilet (lift the lid to say "hey"). My theme song was "Dirrty" by C. Aguilera. <---no :skull::skull::skull::skull:? Man, I miss myself. I really do love who I am.