Thanks everyone. I thought of a lot of names of the years, from Abigail, Chelsea, Kimberly (mostly because of the pink power ranger.) to name a few. I think I finally settled on Danielle, not sure why, but I really like the name. I think it fits.
My drunken outburst was the first time I told anyone. A kind of funny story. My neighbor Tim had a party and I drank quite a bit. The next morning I woke up with a slight hangover wearing a pair jeans and one sock and a shoe. Pretty much no memory of the night before. The last thing I remember was talking with Tim about drugs we experimented with. I'll skip on the details. About a week later I was eating dinner with my dad and he asked what I was talking to Tim about. I froze, desperately trying to think of an excuse. "I was trying to impress him, just sound cool." or "That was a long time ago, I just drink now." Still frozen, he asked me "something about you should've be born a girl or something?" "How would you like a fully detailed list of the drugs I've taken?" I thought. I considered telling, but I chickened out and told I was just ridiculously drug. :/
