Not about adoption, a confession, totally uninteresting

Really quickly, I just have to say that I totally lied on my last post. Not intentionally, but the more I thought about it, the more I realized that I totally care what people think of me. Maybe in my teen years, I didn't care as much as most teens do, but these days, I'm sure I do. I know this, because I went to dinner last night with an amazingly fun (and funny) group of friends. Somehow the question of the night centered around each persons "most drunk" story. While everyone was sharing about nights at Cabo Wabo, hanging upside down like a fish and not knowing how they got somewhere, I had nothing to share. I've never been proud of the fact that I've never gotten drunk, it just simply wouldn't be my nerdy self if I did and I've just never really wanted to. However, last night I was kinda wishing that I had a story to tell. For a brief moment I considered concocting a story that could outdo even Cabo Wabo and the next moment I was planning how I was gonna get tanked, so that I could contribute a story the next time we gathered. So, if anyone has any good ideas . . . Just kidding:) Anyway, I just had to get that off my chest, because I do care what others think, even though I wish I didn't. Again, the goody two shoes side of me just couldn't rest until I made that confession. Hopefully, not very many people are reading my last couple of posts.