Tag Archives: Confession

#40 Sex Drugs Alcohol

I’ve had too much of the first one.  I was never really into the second one.  The third one, well, I would say I do miss it, especially the people I drank with.

bell bottoms and swirly tops

I was watching Charlie’s Angels the other day with my sister and for some reason it was really fun to watch. I literally laughed at every scene and yes I find it odd that I enjoyed it that much.  Maybe it’s because I miss that time when it was all about halter tops and bell bottoms.

lets bring back what we brought back 8 years ago

 I love my skinny jeans.  They make me feel good “inside” despite the fact that they won’t let me bend my knees properly and occasionally pinch my unwaxed leg hair while squishing my jewels.  Now it’s all about the tightness and needless to say I look forward to being liberated.  Or do I?  I once told my friends that if I could wear heels in public I would wear the ones that looked the best and hurt the most.

Sex Drugs and Alcohol.  They all hurt in some way.  But we love them.

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#009 Confession: Cigarettes

         

Smoker by you.

it's just not into me.

           Back in college I shared a flat with my two bestfriends.  They are both smokers and it didn’t really bother me that much.  Even during that time we let one of our guy friends bring his other friends in and they huffed and puffed with the windows closed so that the walls smelled of plastic cup ashtrays for a week.  But one day, while I was tidying up the living room, I saw a half-empty pack of Marlboro reds.  Without hesitation I picked it up, and threw it out the window.  My bestfriends came back and they were both looking for it.  I told them I didn’t see it.  Somehow, no confessions necessary, they knew I threw it away.  One thing they still don’t know is, I used to bum cigarettes from them, or secretly take one or two sticks and throw it away or flush it down the toilet.  I figured I was helping them by throwing away their money instead of burning it. It was an odd phase of my life.

Smoke by you.

A friend of mine chokes if he doesn't smoke.

          I tried smoking cigarettes during college.  Everybody said it helped them relax and chill.  Somehow it just didn’t work on me.  I tried all kinds. Reds, Lights, Mint, girly flavors, slim sticks, nothing had any effect except my throat felt dry and rough minutes later.  And the same goes for weed.  The only time it really had an effect on me was in Koh Phi Phi in Thailand.  But who knows if it was that or the many tiny bits of happiness people slipped on each other’s drinks.

          Cigars, habanos and the like, I applaud.  When I first tried one it really put my head into a slow hazy spin.  Some brands have a more subtle effect, but they all manage to calm me down.  Slow down my thoughts that often are racing and battling each other.  Commercial relaxers can be our friends at certain times.