I really should stop drinking; the amount of alcohol I consume in a week isn’t worth thinking about. Let alone the amount of time I spend drinking. My poor liver quivers at just the thought
All my morals tend to go down the drain, once I bring the glass of alcoholic liquid to my lips. Whether it’s a big glass of white wine, normally the cheap house wine or double vodka and orange, it all tastes the same by the end of the night.
Before I became a student everyone said that I would be drinking lots but I didn’t realise how true it would be. Since I started university five weeks ago I have spent roughly £150 a week on boozy nights out. I feel so shameful the morning after remembering the small bits from the night out, piecing it together trying to remember how I got home! You see friends the next day and they tell you about the embarrassing things I got up too. And what’s worse is the day you get the photos developed and you look all glazy eyed and red in the face. And I wonder who the hell the people are in the photos I’ve never seen them in the whole of your life but for that night only they are like my best friends.
I think I’ve accumulated more bruises and cuts from a night out then when I was a child trying to ride a bike! Take last week for example, I wasn’t planning on going out, it was a Thursday night and I was bored sitting in my room. When I remembered that I had a bottle of Blossom Hill Chardonnay under the bed. Now what I’m going to say will make me seem like a alcoholic, I’m not. I just enjoy my drink. So I thought I would have a glass, I mean why not? It’s only going to sit there. An hour or so later and the bottle is empty and my house mates are knocking on the door. “Fancy coming to the pub Linz,” Well I can’t say this was a no at least it will keep me from being bored. So we went to the local pub. Big mistake. To add to the situation they had double vodkas going cheap that night, so naturally you can’t turn down an offer like that. I wish I did. My Sunday roasts are not the same in the Cork and Bottle , I can’t go in there without the bar tender reminding me of that embarrassing night, when he had to pick me up of the floor due to me stumbling of the bar stool. The bruises on my legs where enough to remind me of that night let alone him smirking at me each time I walk through the door.
It’s got to a point where I have to set myself a challenge each time I go out to a bar or a club to remain fairly sober by two o’clock. I tell you it’s a challenge and a half but it has been accomplished once or twice. I do recommend going to a bar or club and staying sober for the whole night, it’s so entertaining seeing everyone drunk when I’m not. However it does make me question if that’s how I act when I’m intoxicated and I
Pray that I don’t look half as bad.
You’ll be amazed how much money I’d save if each time I went out and remained sober. I could probably buy a new wardrobe if I didn’t touch alcohol. Let alone the number of shoes I would have rescued, it’s a shame really I used to own a real cute pair of pink suede shoes; they had a little stiletto heel and a pretty bow detail on the front. Unfortunately my pretty pink shoes ended up the same way as the rest. Ruined normally with a broken heel and scratched due to staggering around town under the influence of alcohol. It doesn’t stop there my tights fall victim of alcohol too, the amount of pairs I go threw due to me falling over and laddering them or getting holes in them the size of the Grand Canyon.
I enjoy going out , I’m a very social type of person but I think there is a point when I have to draw the line so I’m now going to cut back on my nights out to a Monday , Thursday and Saturday ,and there are good reasons for the chosen nights. Well Monday night’s drinks are a £1 at one of the Clubs so you can’t miss out on a night like that. Thursdays as it’s a student night and they tend to be very cheap. And a Saturday for one reason it’s the weekend and I’m sure there should be a law against staying in on a Saturday night! Cutting back on alcohol is not always a easy task You try but there is no escaping it. you go to the video shop to get a dvd for a quiet night in and to compliment the flick you buy a tub of ice cream, it has to be Haagen Daaz baileys ice cream. The ice cream gets your taste bubs going and you just have to have a glass of baileys after that. See my point no escape. It’s the same with coffee, coffee just doesn’t taste the same without a measure of Dooley’s in it, and Dooley’s is so addictive it’s similar to baileys but it is a bit sweeter as it’s a toffee liquor and it brightens up a dull coffee any day.
This really must make me seem like a alcoholic I’m not I probably drink the same as anyone else it’s just that you haven’t thought about it , I hadn’t really thought about it till I started to write this then you reflect and it does make you think.
That’s why I’m cutting back and then I will have a few more pairs of shoes. Also it may reduce the chances of regular dates with alcoholics anonymous, don’t really have much time free to attend the meetings!
