Bad Decisions, Good Stories

• Halloween 2015. My best friend “Derrick” and I drank too much and his mom (who was thisclose to reporting me to the school) called about how sick he was (vomiting tequila everywhere). Fortunately, I was an honest and mature adult when talking to her and that changed her mind. Later on she became like a second mother to me. I lost Derrick eventually but I gained someone really special.

• I don’t regret this next one but some people might view it as a bad idea. There was this buffoon that insisted on bullying me in seventh grade. It went a little far when he made fun of my beauty mark (he called it a “mole”) on my face. I was so  pissed I took a magazine covered in paint (we were in art class) and stuck it to his shirt. Suddenly he turned into a whiny baby. It was pathetic but actually a little funny to watch. I got detention but since he left me alone for the rest of the year, I didn’t mind. Standing up for yourself is worth it.

• I threw up on my boyfriend on Valentine’s Day at a party. Then I threw up in my friend’s mixing bowl and almost passed out naked in the shower. Probably a good idea I don’t drink anymore, huh?

• I actually ran away from school in seventh grade in the middle of the day. I personally don’t know anyone else who has done that. I was being taunted at lunch and I couldn’t take it anymore. The side doors were unlocked (probably because of a potential fire) so I hurried through them, ran into the woods and then stumbled around crying. I eventually wandered into a housing development and found the office who called the principal who called my mom. Fortunately, I did not get in any trouble. But I did get labeled “emotionally disturbed” at a young age.

• I followed my friend to a party at college so she could smoke some pot. She had a very bad reaction to it and started freaking out. We calmed her down and eventually she passed out in a chair. I couldn’t leave her there so I took the corner of a mattress on the floor occupied by a girl who was high on Molly. When I woke up she had vomited next to the mattress. My friend was awake so we snuck out the door and tried to figure out where the hell we were (we weren’t on campus anymore). Eventually we made our way back to campus and grabbed breakfast in our party clothes.