Wesley and I went to my aunt's birthday party last night. I always enjoy hanging out with my family, regardless of the fact that all they do is drink. I was having an okay time, I suppose. I was just kind of standing there watching and listening, while noticing the alcohol quickly taking effect in everyone. Wesley and I weren't drinking. He was driving, and I just didn't want to. I hadn't planned on staying there for a very long time anyways, but then a spark lit my fire, and I wanted to leave that much more.

We had been there for three hours already. I was a little tired, and the noise was really bothering me. Aside from that, I was trying to hang out a little longer because I didn't want to seem rude for leaving at 11 pm considering I usually stay later. Then I overhear a conversation taking place. A friend of the family's (who I always thought was pretty cool) was saying he was going to go get some "stuff" and he would be back. I'm not 100% sure, but I'm assuming he was talking about cocaine or crack. I definitely know it was some kind of hard drug though. He was trying to act all sneaky about it since I was there. That's another thing I hate. People trying to hide things from me. It just makes me that much more mad. I heard him asking my aunts if they wanted any. They refused because they said they had a bad experience with it. He then asked my dad, who said, "I'd love to, but I have to save my money for the beach next week."

The thought of my dad (or anyone) doing hard drugs really bothers me, as you can imagine. I don't think he's an addict or anything, but I'm certain he does it, and that's enough to upset me. Wesley totally missed that drug conversation. He came back into the room and could tell I was angry about something, so he pulled me aside. I told him what I had heard, and I said I wanted to leave. One of my aunts saw us alone in that little room, so she came in to see what we were doing. Wesley told her that I heard the conversation and wasn't too happy about it. She assured me that I had nothing to worry about it. She also made it sound like my dad doesn't do drugs at all. I think she was sugarcoating things a little.

I am almost positive that my dad does drugs occasionally. This party wasn't the only time that I've heard something like this. A while back, I heard my aunt talking about my dad snorting cocaine off her table, and he said, "I'll do it again, too." Just recently, I heard my dad say he wanted to buy some stuff from some crack addict down the street. Therefore, I'd say that's enough knowledge to know that my dad isn't innocent.

Wesley said I should talk to him about it, but I don't think it would make a difference. He already knows how I feel about his drinking all the time, but do you think he has stopped? No, he just keeps on drinking. Therefore, I doubt this would be any different. I can't make anyone stop doing anything they want to. The choice is up to them. However, I just wish people would be honest with me and not lie to me or try and hide things from me. I'm not a little kid anymore, and I'm not stupid. If you're doing drugs, I'll find out about it. Then I'll tell you off.