Temptation

I'd like to think I'm a man of my word; well, at least in regards to keeping my end of a bargain, or standing by my oaths. But today, I came perilously close to breaking a vow I made in haste, and in pain, several months ago.

Today I almost drank again. I haven't touched a drink in nearly 4 months. Now, I don't really like to think of myself as a teetotaler; if you drink, hey, I really don't give a damn. I used to do it; now, I just don't. Today, I was at a wedding reception in Folsom; and, being filled with mostly Indians I didn't know or care to know (but there were some good looking chicas, jailbait though they may be), I hardly expected to run into familiar faces. But faces I did run into this night; one of which was a self-proclaimed beer-pong champion I hadn't spoken to since the end of high school, and the other being one of my best friends, Manpreet. Him and the beer-pong king (Navdeep) went off to the bar to get some drinks, and I went along with them. I didn't particularly care if my parents saw me at the bar, getting drinks (which they did). No, what troubled me was that at the drop of a word, I told Manpreet I'd take a drink with him.

To some, that might be a light thing, something to hardly lament at all about; hell, if you had told me four months ago that I was dedicating time from my life to whine about almost taking a shot, I'd have called the future Jag a massive, massive "poodle". But, after my rather unfortunate, but necessary (as most painful experiences are) time at the San Joaquin County Jail, I've come to retract my position on alcohol. So in the end, no, I didn't take that shot with ole Preet; but, I came close to losing my self-control, and simply, my power to say "no". I'm wondering if I can keep it up.

In the event that I do take up drinking again (although, it would be with a far, FAR more wearier hand), I have the perfect toast to UOP Judicial Affairs: "They make take away my housing...but they'll never take, MY FREEDOM!".

We'll see how long I can last. If I can.