21

Not the movie, though I enjoy the fact that it's a game you can't play until you're that age in particular. I digress. So this past weekend, the 5th in particular, I turned 21 years old. Did I do power hour? Well, no. I went to Safeway with a friend and bought some Captain Morgan Rum and some Mike's Spiced Cider. The next morning I felt sick, I assume cause I had half a large pepperoni (extra pep) pizza and one of those 'new' Mike's drinks at like midnight, and promptly threw up a couple times and called it quits and went home. Enter the evening. Started out great, but as luck would have it I am not the most in tuned of drinkers and got a little carried away. By a little carried away I mean that I had a shot of tequila, a kamikazi, a pint of hard cider, and 3 glasses (glasses, not shots) of rum. All of this within a couple hours resulted in my body being unable to continue metabolizing its alcohol. Thus I ended up on the bathroom floor. Why do I write this? Well, I felt like it's a noteworthy experience. Because I puked my guts out you ask? Nay. I find this situation noteworthy because I failed in something. And not only did I stumble, I fell off a friggin cliff. I made a rather large error in judgement and was not very responsible. I did not set a good example for those around me and those that look up to me. For that I am sorry, however until after the fact I had never really thought about who all was looking up to me. I can only hope that this incident has not damaged their views of me too badly, but more importantly I've taken a rather good lesson from the entire situation. I've been reminded how important it is to be ever vigilant in regards to one's integrity and responsibility. I will do my best to not forget this again.

-Ken