Peer pressure gets you every time. I survived my teen years; resisted smoking, drinking, partying (except that one time in the Portsmouth Base VIP quarters), and brawling (foreign countries and away games don’t count). Obviously it’s not spotless, but still a good record. Alas, my confidence proved false and my willpower insufficient.
I have fought the good fight, I have finished the course, I have started a blog.
Warning: political rants, obscure sci-fi quotes, and gratuitous parentheses ahead.
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