I don't want to skip arm in arm into wal mart, shouting and giggling. As much as it seems like I might not, I care what people think of me. And it's NOT that I want them to think I'm cool. That is SO not it, but I want them to respect me. I, personally, would find it hard to have the same amount of respect for young adults who skip around screaming and running into things when they are completely sober as I do for someone who can keep their composure and understand that other people don't care for their antics.
And now I know they think that I'm a freak. And it's probably true. I know I'm a total loner. I'd rather just sit in my room and read or watch the Green Mile than go to that party they are going to now.
---Scottie: I don't want to die in the hospital. You've gotta take me back outside.




