got back from physics and i'm gettin ready to get a head start on this week's homework. last week i cut it way too close and didn't finish it until 20 minutes before we left for windsor.

oh yeah, now i remember. after drinking on friday night, i didn't really see what was so great about it. maybe it's because there weren't really any girls our age around there, but all i had to show for it was a little wobbly walk and feeling tired. oh well, i still had fun. i did feel a little guilty about drinking, mostly because i felt like i was letting myself down. i mean, for 19 years i didn't let alcohol touch my lips, not even wine (and don't even count the communion wine, that's just stupid). i prided myself on my willpower, and now what do i have to show for it? the fact that i gave up for a night of fun that i probably still would have had if i was sober. and then there's the fact that liza really liked that i didn't drink. hopefully this doesn't change what she thinks of me, because that would be the worst. and paul really liked that i didn't drink, and now that i have, i feel like i've ruined it all. then again, why can't i have some fun? even though it wasn't all that great, shouldn't i be allowed to let loose once in a while? sometimes i think i'm too uptight, that i don't let myself fully enjoy the college life. but then i look at all these drunks surrounding me and realize i don't need to be that relaxed to enjoy college. ah well.