Sober in College...

Life without the bottle is less eventful. I come to NYU full of energy and willing to get crunk every weekend. So I do... And what happens? It backfires. Every weekend I get drunk off my ass and ended up in some strange places... Brooklyn, Queens, Harlem. Living in the Village is nice, but sometimes you just wanna break out of Manhattan when you're feeling lucky and adventurous. I drank every weekday, every week, no exceptions. But somehow... the drink lost its flavor. The wine didn't taste as sweet as it did before. I had to stop. It became an act of self-indulgence. So on October 28th I wrote the following:

I,
Christian Pineda, on
this 28th of October, 2008,
do hereby decree to a vow
of sobriety. This includes
the consumption of alcoholic
beverages and the use of illegal
substances. Underneath is the
signed oath.

X Christian Pineda

Witness: X Doug Miller

I forced my roommate to be my witness. A real give and take situation I put myself in... Things are well tho. My first semester of college is almost done, I'm seeing someone, my Gamecube finally works... life is good.