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Day 3: Your views on drugs and alcohol

Well, this is a widely discussed topic, and as a student I can't really criticise the consumption of alcohol. And, in all honesty, I can't criticise the use of drugs either, but for the opposite reason.

Besides alcohol, I don't take any drugs and I can't condemn the use of them. I condemn the abuse of them of course, but having not tried any myself and felt the affects, I can't criticise something I've never experienced. Some people describe perfectly positive experiences when taking drugs, others negative. And I don't want to go off with some negative yet uninformed spiel about drugs, for the simple reason that I know nothing about them. It's a personal choice not to take drugs, as I'd be too worried about getting addicted and ruining my own life, but I don't stop other people from taking them. Free will and all that jazz!

So, onto alcohol. 

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Alcohol is both a friend and foe of student life, hence why these days I've really cut down on it. I believe it's a friend and a foe as soon as you hit your teenage years and then, for the rest of your life too. Not only does it take a huge chunk out of your finances, but it takes huge chunks out of your time spent getting an education (yawn right?) and also, out of your health and motivation. (Yawn again?). 

I hate to sound all preachy about the benefits of not drinking, because in all honesty, when I do drink, I drink. I've had some brilliant times that alcohol has helped to make amazing, especially at university. And some hilarious memories I have, alcohol has definitely contributed to them. If you don't drink it in excess, it's wonderful stuff, being at that 'happy tipsey' stage is always a good laugh. I've had some brilliant classic drunken moments and because I'm just that lovely, here's a few of my tales so that you can all point and laugh at me: I once punched a bin several times because my friends informed me it called me a 'slag', this then caused them to be literally on the floor laughing. I was in the downstairs cafe of the SU and drew a lot of attention to myself. After a Halloween party last year I crawled around my house and laid on the kitchen floor spinning around on my back and waving my legs in the air singing 'We Can't Stop' by Miley Cyrus. I also made one very failed attempt to climb into an oven (it was switched off mum, I promise) because I thought I was small enough. After coming back from a night out I carried a melon around considering it to be more precious than a baby, and declaring this to my block mates, and made sure no one ate it (I really like melons okay). In my first year I demanded a poor sober woman at Winterfest assure me that Reindeer were in fact real because I was totally baffled by the fact they were in Keele (and that they existed at all - yeah I'm pretty dumb). Another time I tried to prove to a bouncer I was a black belt in Karate by showing him I could kick six foot high, I was however in 5 inch heels (I accidentally typed hell then and that's what it felt like) on a floor made soaking wet by melted ice (the snow had been really bad and many people had walked from their accommodation) and spilt drink, this then resulted in an epic fly into the air and an even more epic crash back down to earth, causing the biggest and most colourful bruise I had ever seen on my thigh. The bouncer was kind of impressed, but mostly felt seriously guilty for asking a really drunk girl to 'prove it'.

But I've chosen to cut down on it because I'd rather spend my money on nights and days where I can remember everything. I'm one of those annoying people who can't always control my drink consumption, so therefore, on occasions end up doing something stupid or not remembering everything, and it's not a good look, or a good feeling the morning after. 

I'm just trying to learn my limits and going out once or twice a month definitely suits me fine!

What're your views on drugs and alcohol?

This post is part of my 30 Day Writing challenge, check it out here.

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