remy

I reckon that there are times when Fate has it in to show us why we are the way we are. The past few months, I haven't been myself. This was further complicated by my willingness to do new things just to see what they were like. Like the time I got wasted. Ugh. I've been getting back on my feet lately though. And then last night happened to remind me why I am the way I am.

Last night I...
-Managed to talk down two different fist fights into just really loud words.
-Took control of the scene of an car accident in the club parking lot like I was already a police officer, calming people down and getting information from both drivers.
-Reconciled a fighting couple.
-Drove across town when I was just getting home because my drunk friend changed her mind and wanted a ride home.

However I also-
-Set the record straight with one leaky source of information about how I feel about Kari. Just friends. Ever. (if something happens, cool. If not, I'll live.)
-Got myself smoothly invited to an after party.
-Kinda hit it off with a cute girl (who according to my drunk friend, may be a bipolar psycho lesbian, but she was talking about hot guys, so probably not.)

I hate alcohol and what it does to people. I wouldn't have had to put up with any of that drama if it weren't for them being so boozed up. I wish people knew what moderation was. But it reminded me why I wanna be a cop. I'm good at helping people. Yay heroism!

Remy