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The Evolution Of My “Under The Influence” Photos

In Uncategorized on November 18, 2010 at 7:10 pm

I am 23 (well almost) so I can sit here and write about my evolution of drunk photographs. I also represent various hard alcohols and wines therefore, it is somewhat encouraged you can even say to take part in the drinking festivities.

Facebook has done a wonderful job at remembering many many nights that are somewhat hazy to me, that’s ok — that’s what it is there for. Thank you Mark Zuckerberg for saving me hundreds of dollars on digital cameras, chargers I’d lose most likely lose and time I would’ve wasted on uploading pictures.

I decided to take an awkward look back at the various photos of me in social settings — by social meaning, well you know what I’m referring to. I thought it would be humorous while all the while embarrassing on my end, to post the photos of my evolution. Enjoy as I uncomfortably recap my years of drinking:

MY YEARS OF BEING THE “ONE WHO DROVE US THERE”

The years of high school for me were vastly different  from my college years. I took it upon myself to be the designated driver for my group of girlfriends. I would always have a hot Wawa tea in hand and be the “more responsible” one of the evening. I wouldn’t really have all too much of a desire, to be quite honest, to get hammered off  $2.00 beers, feel bloated, have to eventually return home to my parent’s house and wake up to their contemplative glances. Hence, why, yes I was the sober chauffeur most of my younger years.

THROWING MY INTENT TO MAINTAIN MY “DESIGNATED DRIVER” STATUS OUT OF THE WINDOW

So, come mid senior year, I took it upon myself to get involved in the drinking. I still wouldn’t opt for a beer still or any nonsense of that nature. Instead, I decided  if I were to partake in the whole high school binge drinking ordeal? I’d do it full out. In the lovely picture displayed below, I had a tendency of driving my friends still TO THE EVENT, however, once at the party? It was straight vodka, no chaser, in a classy Propel bottle for me. Yes, I made it back and no I did NOT enjoy the looks on my dad’s face the following morning.

MY PASSION FOR HUGGING MY FRIENDS IN PHOTOS AS THOUGH WE HAVE NOT BEEN UNITED IN YEARS AND YEARS

This is not going in chronological order from this point on, for your information, but it will be covering all basis don’t you worry. I love when I wake up and find photos of me hugging my friends and sometimes thought that I am not even all too fond of SO tightly. I first off, don’t like hugging in general soberly and second off, don’t get why I feel the need at times to show to the world just how much I like them via tagged photos on Facebook?


TAKING PICTURES WITH FRIENDS IN BAR BATHROOMS/ BATHROOM STALLS

I really don’t like bathrooms…. actually I hate them. I don’t like the concept that you pee where you shower. It just doesn’t do it for me. With that in mind, I spend the smallest amount of time POSSIBLE in the physical bathroom. Why you may ask, do I then take photographs in bathroom lobbies and stalls (yes, it has happened)? I cannot answer that for you at this point in time. When I come up with an intelligent answer, I will let all of you know.


REPPING AN UNUSUAL AMOUNT OF SORORITY PRIDE

The ironic part about this one is that in general? I’m known to be quite the back burner kind of sister. I love my girls but I have no intention of ever stepping up and doing anything above and beyond. With that being said, I consider putting up our sorority symbol in pictures is asking a  bit too much. When in foreign countries with best friends and drinks in hand, however, I guess my interest in showing my Greek pride escalates to high levels?


TAKING A LEISURELY BREAK FROM MY DRINKING ON FRIEND’S STAIRWELLS

Hmmm… again I don’t think there is a lot to explain about this behavior. The only way I can rationalize this is to say that standing in heels for 2 hours while pregaming takes a big ass toll on your feet and your body. Sometimes ya just NEED to plop your ass down wherever you find a floral 1980’s rug and take a breather before you head out for a night again on your feet.


ALLOWING PEOPLE TO TAKE PHOTOS WHEN CLEARLY I SHOULD HAVE AVOIDED ON ALL COSTS

There are many photographs like this one — which I cherish and hold dear to my heart. They are priceless, timeless and all the while extremely embarrassing. I think that photos that you know should be erased that aren’t make for the best stories. The picture shown here was from the summer going into college — I thought at the time this would be the only one of it’s kind? Boy did I not see what was comin’….



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