Okay I know I just updated, but as of today, I've seen 50 movies and read 50 books in 2009. Ahhhh! That was my goal but I wasn't taking it very seriously, I wasn't trying for it at all. But I made it!

And since I'm here I have a story that I forgot to tell.

For some reason, I've had a lot of druggie-type friends. I don't do drugs, mostly because I've been dealing with these druggie-type friends and their bad trips etc. for so long the whole idea has lost all its glamour. (For example, at midnight the night before my first day of sophomore year, I got a phone call from my best friend describing how the cheshire cat was trying to get into our dimension and kill him.) Also, I'm allergic to weed.

Mostly when they find out I'm basically straightedge their reaction is a] assuming I am going to lecture them all the time and act like a bitch (they then stop talking to me) or b] trying to get me high.

I don't really talk to any of them anymore and most of my friends now are also mostly/completely straightedge, except for one. He goes to raves all the time and does all sorts of drugs and tells me about it and doesn't like it when straightedge kids lecture him and so on. Anyway, one day we were talking about drugs and he told me something along the lines of, "You know what? I'm happy you don't do any of this like I do. It's really cool."

I know that was a really long and pointless story but I just felt like sharing it. It kind of made my week.