That's Me In The Corner

I used to be this:

Carefree, up-for-anything, whiskey-drinking, cigarette-smoking, jumping, dancing, screaming idiot.

I was fun.

Now, I'm this:

Or rather, this:

I'm all about getting into a good college, and *shudder* the future and baking stupid (albeit delicious) cherry pies. I used Kirsch in the pie, and a bit of vodka in the crust and I didn't even take a swig.










I was watching a friend's concert the other night, and I wondered how this happened.


When did I get off the stage and become a part of the audience?