Even A Broken Clock Is Right Twice A Day

I'm really happy here. I love the people I'm meeting and the things I'm doing, but even all this fun can't completely hide the worry I feel. I found out something recently that surprised me, my mother joined alcoholics anonymous. It was a revelation because she's never really admitted that she had a major problem. Its good to see her taking it seriously and making an effort to change, but it worries me, I feel like maybe she had an impetus, like her doctor telling her something bad that forced her to quit her drinking before she destroyed her liver. It makes me think. Every time I have a drink in college I could be going one step further towards becoming like her and developing a problem. It scares me, but at the same time I don't want my long history of family alcoholism to prevent me from making my own choices and having fun in college and experiencing it for myself. I'm going through a phase. I'm discovering the party scene and trying new things for myself. I don't feel like I'm a different person from the girl I was before I came here but the new things I've tried since I've been here have affected the person I'm becoming. I'm experimenting with life and I don't think there is anything wrong with being young and trying out new things. Drinking and smoking do not feel like the big forbidden voodoo that they used to seem like in high school. I'm not going to go too far and get sucked into a world I don't want to be in but I'm having fun and trying on a different side of myself.

The simple joys of waking up here and having this world that I love is amazing, but I feel like its costing me a great friend. I think she thinks I'm moving away from her, but it isn't that. I'm just so busy in this world and as much as I love her and love hanging out with her it gets hard for me to move out of this part of town and find the time to get away with her. I've tried to include her in my world here, but she tends to not like the people in this world. I feel like the only way we work is when its just us and her people. I need to work harder at our friendship. I need to make more time for her, but with midterms and finals and papers and friends here its difficult. Then its going to be summer and those months are going to go by and I don't know what will happen. Losing her as a friend, despite all the times she drives me crazy, would be devastating and a loss of a piece of who I am. Time must be found. “Life is all about timing... the unreachable becomes reachable, the unavailable become available, the unattainable... attainable. Have the patience, wait it out It's all about timing.” I owe her better, we owe each other better.