I was a boring kid up until I was almost 19. Computers, reading, D&D, not a lot of friends, depression, kind of a loser and a loner. Then, as cliche as it might sound, I started drinking to fit in with the "cool" kids. But I didn't. So I drank more. I finally learned (the making-yourself-puke-with-a-finger-because-you-drank-wayyyyy-too-much way) last August that drinking was bad for me. I took up toking last winter because I was bored, smoked with the wrong kids, gave it up because of them, then came back to it this spring. Six months of being by yourself in a small town with no drivers is a great, if arduous, way to get to know yourself. Now I mostly like where I am, and I can stick by my guns. I'm still kind of boring, but at least I'm a really nice guy.