What? I got too many drinks.

I'm writing this now, after I'm supposedly hammered, to say that I'm not actually as drunk a I portrayed. It wa a feint to allow you to believe I'm actually weaker than I am. The purpose of this is pretty clear: If you were to believe I can't hold my liquor, then you should believe that under the inclination of alcohol, I would behave as clearly and truthfully as possible. This is simply not true. It is all a ruse. Trust me, that is the truth.

Now, why would I create such a trick? I, myself, am not truly sure. Hey, that's not to say that I didn't drink anything at all. No, I am under the influence of alcohol, and that's a fact. I would not trust myself to drive myself home, as that wold be truly foolish. Instead, my sister had pffered tp ferry me home from school. For this, I give much thanks. The reason for such a trick is to make others believe that I am not as strong as I truly am. That makes them believe that they're in a stronger position. That allows me to suggest things that might not come true. An example of this to tell Steve to hook Christian up with a fat chick. By that time, he should have forgotten about the Fat chick, but I was still aware of it.

I want to say to Krystelle that I thank her for "believing" in e, though I sometimes wonder if my act at drunkeness has fooled even the sharpest of minds. No, I'm not homosexual. Thta was a gimmick for the night.Seriously, I'm not even bi-curious. That's not to say that I'm against homosexualism. They're free to do whatever they want.

What was the point of all this? I don't exactly know. All I am saying is that I'm typing being on my way home from UBC's Pit Pub.Maybe I'm trying to prove to a select few that I'm fine. I don't truly know.

I just want to say that I'm sorry for fabricating the (failure of a lie) that Mark bought be a drink at the end when I was already kind of "sick". I want to go on record to say that he didn't do that thing at all. He did no such thing. He was a gentlemen and a friend for offering me a place to sleep if I truly needed one. He did, however, bought me one of those Dr. Pepper + a drink where you drop it into a cup. (Was it called a Dropper?) It was worth Four Dollars and I was grateful.

In the end, I got semi-hammered, and as close to being wasted as I ever got, and I'm truly grateful for my friends.

So, thank you for taking me out for alcohol and not making me pay for anything. It was one of the most special birthdays I've ever had. Thank you. 10:29

Comments: I hahd never gone to a bar at night. Yeah,I know that's kind of sad, but whatever. I didn't know that the whole scene can get so loud. Ugh. When I stepped outside with Kristelle, it was like I went death in the silence. I'm not sure I want to experience that again.

Special Thanks goes to Michael O., Ryan F. , and Mark Something for being super friends who tried to look after me. I won't forget this.

Edit:Oh, my vision is really impaired, so excuse my typos.