I got drunk in front of my parents when I was 13. I don't see the big deal about drinking here.

Everyone is so nice here, but sometimes it looks fake.

Like most schools in the area, we talk about alcohol. I think it (ending underage drinking) starts with the parents and we play a part, too.

A woman drove me to drink. I don't drink and drive.

We are all born same, we are completely cute, innocent, sweet, and we need that reflection of ourselves as little human beings to live, and I was not receiving that from my mother but there was a caretaker who did give me that.

Christmas at my house is always at least six or seven times more pleasant than anywhere else. We start drinking early. And while everyone else is seeing only one Santa Claus, we'll be seeing six or seven.