Losing Friends

When you hit rock bottom, looks like there's no way out, and you're all out of your element, what do you do?

I have to wonder how important friendship really is. Do you ever find true friends?

Hey all...I'm not sure what I'm doing right now...but I feel like I have to type this out just so I don't have to think about it anymore.

I guess this is a reflection of what I've learned about my Spring Break really...

"Does growing up mean having to grow apart?"

More than 1,700 college students in the U.S. are killed each year—about 4.65 a day—as a result of alcohol-related injuries
(http://www.marininstitute.org/Youth/alcohol_youth.htm)

This is the first of a few blogs that I would like to do on alcohol, especially on my experiences with the vile drink and how it has affected both my loved ones and I.

I met a girl in my freshman year of college with whom I developed an instant connection, which I thought would be forever. She became one of my best friends. We had some differences, sure, but our outstanding similarities outweighed all the rest.

SUPPOSE THAT YOU AND I were sitting in your living room, chatting for the first time out of school. I sit there looking at you; I avoid making eye contact while I ponder… What do you do behind closed door? I am not referring to the hook ups you have with guys that seemed to be stunning at the time, the ones you look back and throw up a little in your mouth when you think, I did that with him!