Let me apologize...

You know, I have a draft post waiting in the wings. It’s almost completed and on a topic I’m usually not one to speak on.

But I am so annoyed right now. And so fucking angry. At myself, at my parents, at my friends, at people I barely know… but mostly myself.

Anger gives me headaches.

So for something less emotional, I turned 21 on Saturday. I went to go see Toy Story 3. And next week, I’ll be heading back up to school for a little bit, which goes hand in hand with some age-appropriate celebrating. Which, believe me, I’ve missed, but the thing with turning twenty-one is that people usually expect you to drink, and what your expected to drink is shots.

But I hate shots, and I personally think I’m terrible at taking them.

This is a utterly first-world dilemma, and with half of the shit going on in the world, should be the least of my worries. But it is a problem, nonetheless.

So I wonder, does that say something about me as a person, or is the commentary about our culture and today’s society?

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