i've done something, something i'm ashamed of, something i swore to myself i would never do. it's something i've been strongly against my whole life, possibly because my mother has destroyed numerous cars in result of drink driving; or possibly because it's one of the highest causes of death in the world. i'm angry, disappointed, and ashamed of myself for taking the keys that night and driving, i've let myself down, again. i'm glad i wasn't caught, because i would have been completely fucked if i was pulled over and breath tested. thankfully; my anger, and disappointment, along with his, will be enough to stop me if i'm ever asked to drive under the influence again. i care too much to ever put my life, or anyone else's lives in jeopardy ever again.