Wednesday, October 26, 2011
I am intoxicated with information.
I am writing a paper about underaged drinking- get your facts straight.
I want to understand. I want to know why.
I want to know what it is like to feel the pressure or release of alcohol-
Not enough to try it, but just the insiders perspective.
I am up late-
I am tired-
But I need to go full circle and cover ever side of the story.
Ladies and gentleman I am afraid to say that this is going to be my life: late nights writing papers.
After-all this is what I signed up for. Writing. Reporting. Discovering the world around me through each person that I meet. I love this. I love this. I love this.
. . . at least that is what I am going to be telling myself in four hours when I have to get out of bed.