Party Girl?

As I somehow got stuck in my past when I was in college...i don't maybe it was a dream...but college is more than 15 years ago...Was I a party girl? No, not really...I was the one who took care of the party girls (boys too!) Nothing like holding someone's hair while they puke...while I wanted to puke myself it had nothing to do with alcohol. But every once in a while...we would have a "floor" party and bring your own drinks....(that's when alcohol was allowed in the dorms and it was only 18 to buy - dark ages...lol This is where I shined the most...knew I wasn't going to be driving or any of my friends...That was always my first concern. As I say that...I have only been drunk twice and I think twice too many times...and still to this day I can't even smell beer without remembering those experiences...

So what was my drink of choice....kamikaze shots!!! And when we run out of mix...tequila shot with the winner taking the worm....I always wonder why that was the prize...needless to say I only ate one once but won more then I think I should admit! One thing I learned...beer I have a very low tolerance...in other words...it only takes a few beers to make me sick...hence another reason not to drink beer. So like any good "floor" party, there were always drinking games...and you were elimiated if you could take another drink!!! The "barbie" girls were usually out in the first and second rounds....then the skinny boys dropped out (nerds), usually all that were left were "football" type and 2 girls -- the other girl was very WV cowgirl...she could also hold her alcohol!!! I usually came down to three of us...and I think the guy got tired of losing to girls! lol

But as I thought back on this all weekend...out of the blue...I felt like I could sure go for one...so while waiting for take-out...I order a kamikaze....oh my god!!! it was really good...and not sweet like a limeade...mind you I only had one...know it's not a great thing to do on meds...but no side effect...just the taste was pleasing. So much, I had another on the way home tonight....now, I don't think I'll make it a habit....at least I hope not but I don't think my support system will allow that to happen...my husband would have a cow!!!

I think all this came about...what was it like to be happy....most of college was fun -- not the study part, but living and working in the dorm!! I think my junior year was the hardest and propably the first time I was really depressed that I remembered...that someone actually told me I should see someone....but I put that thought away and got involved with CCC on campus!!!