i think this is my wake up call.

i've been walking on a tightrope for a long time now. i know i shouldn't but i still do. last night, i witnessed someone got arrested for driving drunk from the bar i have been frequenting for two weeks now- (everyday). she didn't manage to go too far (like 100 feet or so) when she drove over the curb, hit some shopping carts on the parking lot in front of walgreen's (a 24hour drugstore), almost hit Mang Tony's (floor manager of the bar) car parked right in her path when she suddenly stopped. all her friends went running to her probably hoping she wasn't hurt or maybe beg her to stop driving. i don't know. she probably realized she was too drunk to drive that's why she stopped. it was too late because by then, the police cars were already in front of us, asking us questions.

i wasn't driving that night. a friend picked me up. but there were countless times i drove drunk. my house was just one block away anyway, so i always thought it was ok. once i drove really drunk i needed to shout at myself to keep my eyes on the road. but i made it home. everytime i go to bed, i promise myself not to drink and drive. or at least do just one or the other but not both at the same time.