Back To School
Jan. 18th, 2022 09:35 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
takethisforexampleYesterday I went back to college, although now I think I should just call it home. Gibraltar was less than pleased with the two hour drive, but luckily he seemed to forget all about it when I opened his carrier in the apartment. He did some thorough exploration of all the rooms and my enthused roommates spent some time fawning over him. Overall he adjusted pretty quickly, and all last night he was cuddled up beside me on my bed for the first time. I think I've earned his trust. Barbra Streisand once sang that "a house is not a home", which resonated with me deeply on those bleak nights I spent plastered last semester. But with Gibs here to keep me company, I feel the apartment is now a home.
Speaking of getting plastered, last night I made the best mistake of my life. My biggest problem with alcohol is that I still retain my better judgement even when I'm intoxicated, making me possibly the most boring drunk on this fucking rock. Corey and I decided to celebrate my return home last night by getting drunk together (over voice chat as per usual) and I drank my rum straight from the bottle. At one point I watched Corey sip his beer, trying to get it down quickly but with some difficulty. So I decided to "show him how it's done" and drank a negligible amount of my reserves in one go. It was definitely the most intoxicated I've been off alcohol, not something I would want to do often but it sure as hell was fun with my friend. It's weird how perception, emotions, and specifically laughter change while drunk. I like the closeness that comes with it. I can't think of anyone else I'd want to do drugs with besides Corey, who thinks he is poor at expressing his appreciation for others but still manages to do a better job than anyone else I know.
It really is a blessing to be this young and stupid and free. I went to bed at 9:40 PM and woke up at 2:30 AM, still drunk and with my body withering away into the hangover, with Gibraltar melting into my side and purring like a motorboat. Around 7:00 when I got up for class he kept trying to eat my cereal while I sat on the couch all fatigued. Simple things. Now I'm in the Stockton Campus Center attending my first day of classes as if nothing happened last night, and tonight I get to do some grocery shopping and see Vic. I'm so grateful for all of this. I'm grateful to have people I love and things to come home to. And God am I glad to be away from all the things that were dragging me down up north. It just feels good to be back.
Speaking of getting plastered, last night I made the best mistake of my life. My biggest problem with alcohol is that I still retain my better judgement even when I'm intoxicated, making me possibly the most boring drunk on this fucking rock. Corey and I decided to celebrate my return home last night by getting drunk together (over voice chat as per usual) and I drank my rum straight from the bottle. At one point I watched Corey sip his beer, trying to get it down quickly but with some difficulty. So I decided to "show him how it's done" and drank a negligible amount of my reserves in one go. It was definitely the most intoxicated I've been off alcohol, not something I would want to do often but it sure as hell was fun with my friend. It's weird how perception, emotions, and specifically laughter change while drunk. I like the closeness that comes with it. I can't think of anyone else I'd want to do drugs with besides Corey, who thinks he is poor at expressing his appreciation for others but still manages to do a better job than anyone else I know.
It really is a blessing to be this young and stupid and free. I went to bed at 9:40 PM and woke up at 2:30 AM, still drunk and with my body withering away into the hangover, with Gibraltar melting into my side and purring like a motorboat. Around 7:00 when I got up for class he kept trying to eat my cereal while I sat on the couch all fatigued. Simple things. Now I'm in the Stockton Campus Center attending my first day of classes as if nothing happened last night, and tonight I get to do some grocery shopping and see Vic. I'm so grateful for all of this. I'm grateful to have people I love and things to come home to. And God am I glad to be away from all the things that were dragging me down up north. It just feels good to be back.
