Ya, like I said, this fuckin sucks. I swear to GOD, I am the only fucking teenager that doesn't smoke or drink. All I ever do is get invited to some "Awesome Party" where there is going to be a keg and all. Ooooooo. Big fucking deal. I don't drink. And it is no fun just to go and be sober, trust me I have tried a million times, because all of my friend drink. So I am always here, sitting on my ass doing nothing, feeling lonlier than shit and hating everything. WHY does everyone think that they can only have fun if they are drinking. I HAVE drunk. I HAVE been drunk. More than once. The liquor/beer is gross tasting. It takes A LOT of it to get me drunk(I'm mad Irish) and it's just no fun. I don't even get a hangover. It just seems so pointless to me, but it sucks, because it is soooo damn important to everyone else. I know that drinking essentially isn't bad. But when thats all people do on their spare time for fun... thats just plain retarded. Everyone gave me shit, because I didn't get fucken "FADED" on my 18th birthday. Everyone is always saying, Potter is whack, he never comes to partys with us. HMMM, I wonder why. Because I sit there while everyone is getting shitfaced and then passes out. WOW, TONS OF FUN!!! SO basically, I am the only 18 year old in the country that doesn't drink. I can't even meet any fucking girls, because they all drink, and that is the BIGGEST turn off ever. Well, that and smoking, WHICH I DONT DO EITHER!!! I suppose, I have two choices here: 1-Become an alcoholic. 2-I am screwed for life. I am having a hard time deciding. Alcohol has pretty much ruined my life, my best-friend in the world, been best friends since we were in 4th grade, really discovered alcohol about a year ago. After that came weed, and now we don't even talk anymore. I don't like to be around that shit. My Ex-Girlfriend. Together for a Year and a Half. She broke up with me and one reason she gave me is because I didn't ever want her to go out to parties with her friends and drink. Girls get taken advantage of at partys like that and I didn't want her anywhere near that situation. It happened anyways after we seperated. She was pregnant from she doesn't know who and had a miscarige. A drunk driver hit my uncle when he was riding his motorcycle. My uncle no longer has a left leg. I'm probably the only one on this board that feels this way, but whatever. I don't know you guys... This sucks. Sorry for my rant, but I feel like shit and sometimes this board is where I feel like someone will listen to me, even if noone does.