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I drank champagne for New Years. I wasn’t supposed to as I had given up drinking for the year but I did. I feel horrible. I don’t know how to tell Dave. I promised him I would stop…but I wasn’t strong enough.
By Cris on 01.02.2012
A white sparkling wine associated with celebration, typically that made in the Champagne region of France.
By Stephaine on 01.02.2012
The champagne spills as she turns her wrist to check the time. She was never the smartest one of our group. We just kept her around because our parents were friends. “Oh! I didn’t see that one coming.” Her face turns a bright red.
By Michelle on 01.02.2012
It was with a heavy heart that I lifted the champagne glass and toasted the newly weds. I had gotten the situation so very wrong, and now I was lucky to have been invited to the wedding at all.
By Amimee URL on 01.02.2012
The sky was dark; her eyes bright. They followed the silhouettes that circled us without leaving my eyes – aware of everything around her. “Cheers,” she said, raising the glasses filled with a light liquid. “For surviving this life.”
By Brielle URL on 01.02.2012
What do you know bout it? Other than its bubbly and expensive and singles out glamour and good times &For those who don’t no their bah habits.
She loved its taste. She loved the flavour of the sparkly drink down her throat. But most importantly, she loved sharing a glass of champagne with that special someone, with that other girl that made her heart go spinning in her cheast.
By Marta URL on 01.02.2012
I guess the holidays are the usual time to drink champagne, but unfortunately with a head injury and a whole mess of opportunity for alcohol to be a bad idea, i did not get to play ths time
By Julia on 01.02.2012
Champagne two days after New Year’s Eve? Gladly! Pour it pink. Pour it pink and pour it blue. But of course you can have blue champagne, darling, anything’s possible with food coloring.
The food is simply to die for tonight in the city. Shrimp in lime juice and garlic sauce – oh, my. Oh, let’s not discuss politics or charities, dear. Let us bask in our own delights before I cry myself to sleep after eating a mint.
By Belinda Roddie URL on 01.02.2012
I need some champagne. I wish I could afford it. My life has gone after the boy left me. I lovedd him. I moved in with him. He left me with no cash and no home. I was conned
By Lindsey URL on 01.02.2012
Whenever I read the word “champagne” I always think “cham-pag-nee” and then wonder if anyone else does.
By A on 01.02.2012
Champagne bubbled down her throat. One more glass for her and…one more for me. What other way is there to celebrate the new year? Another year gone by where we haven’t destroyed the earth. Another year where civil war hasn’t broken out due to how shitty everyone acts. Another year where gays can’t be free, just judged. Another year… I’ll drink to that.
By Rosetta Quinn URL on 01.02.2012
The celebration was short lived after the limo driver was found to be intoxicated on the champagne that was stolen from the reception. Jon was hanging in there on life support and Kim was gone.
By vanhaydu URL on 01.02.2012
The cork popped into the air and champagne sprang from the flute-like bottle. I was in the corner, watching the boy who dominated my heart kiss a beautiful girl at midnight. I took a deep swig and quietly walked out, knowing no one would miss my presence.
By Kate URL on 01.02.2012
The word makes me think of parties. It reminds me of the way people playfully act like everything is fine. They way they all smile for pictures and give each other fact fronts. Where is the truth? I am the only one who can see pass the lies?
By Dominique URL on 01.02.2012
I have never drank it before. Champagne is a drink. Middle aged ladies who post pictures of undeserving food on facebook drink this. It isn’t green.
By Adriana URL on 01.02.2012
She lifted her glass of champagne to the room, flashing everyone with a sparkling smile as she twirled coyly in her red dress. Amelia was having the time of her life, being here among the elite, a debutante of renown. But no one really knew the truth of who she really was. A virus.
By AfterMath on 01.02.2012
Drinking is kinda bad for young people bad older people enjoy it.( :
I hate drinking I am not gonna drink EVER. It’s bad & good for you.
By Christina on 01.02.2012
Donna brought very expensive champagne. I was the one who opened the bottle, great feeling having that cork release and fly across the room. We toasted to 2012, the number itself sounds promising and with the extra day from the leap year, we have a host of possibilities.
By Robin on 01.02.2012
C. H. A. M. P. A. G. N. E. I spelled it out carefully. One more word and I’d win! I’d win the local spelling bee. I didn’t want to go on to state, but it’d be fun to at least win and give it a shot.
“Correct!” I sat down, it was the other girl’s turn to spell now. She also spelled hers correctly. The round was over for five minutes, so I went to get a drink of water. There I met my competitor.
By Amanda Kondrael URL on 01.02.2012
So will you never have a glass of champagne at a wedding or on New Year’s Eve? I don’t understand what hold you back. You don’t drink because of it’s effect on people, peoples and on the person. But is it not silly to stretch such a conviction to such lengths? To refuse a glass in toast of a good cause because of a finicky boundary set blindly in order to seek righteousness?
By J9 URL on 01.02.2012
Emma watched as her mother poured her a very small amount of champagne. This was the first year she was allowed to have any. Her mother always told her she was too young and it would affect her brain. Now Emma was 17 and had the highest marks in her class, and her mother could no
By Alex URL on 01.02.2012
Well, it took me a long time to think of something to write about champagne, specially when you only have 60 seconds. But champagne comes with happiness, doesn’t it? It’s celebration and fun and being happy and proud, this is the time when champagne gets in. So… is it champagne time?
By Salma Elkhamy URL on 01.02.2012
we all drank champagne right out of the bottle
then Tony decide to put the plane at full throttle
a storm came upon us and took us off course
and knocked a engine out with is brutal force
we cried drunken tears as we felt ourselves fall
we crashed and we banged against the plane’s walls
By celeste cervantes URL on 01.02.2012
bubbly drink usually used for celebration purposes
shoots a cork out the end normally drunk on new years party’s
By Cameron rensing on 01.02.2012
Champagne bubbles. Frothy white. Cracking it open over the top of a cup held by the trophy winner.
The race has been won. Celebration is ready. Now we can dance. The horses are turned out to the stables, and the jockeys are cleaning up. They will dance too.
Even the horses shall dance.
By Melody Kondrael URL on 01.02.2012
Tonight the horses shall dance.
They have run hard, and they have won.
The battle was long. Many a man did not come home. But the horses, the great horses of the North, have done their best. Many a rider came home that would not have otherwise survived without his steed.
We shall let them loose to dance in the moonlight.
The bubbles always used to tickle my nose. I’m not really sure how that happened, since it was always injested through my mouth. But there you have it, they did. Now, though, I have to drink that sparkling apple juice stuff. It just doesn’t seem to work the same way. Oh, there are bubbles, there’s just nothing parcticularly effervescent about the stuff.
By Jen on 01.02.2012
The sea is one great big glass of champagne. Frothy at the top, and bubbly in the middle. Then at the bottom, all clear.
Then, with a swish, the froth leaps up into waves as the glass is raised in a toast.
Yesterday was new year’s. I drank kid’s fake wine, apple cider when the clock counted down to 2012. But sometimes I wonder if that’s the best way to ring in the new year.
I wanted to take risks this year, do everything that I’ve been afraid to.
But I drank kid’s wine instead.
By Kattee Rose URL on 01.02.2012
they tipped the glasses of the alcohol and downed them. the bubbly liquid scorched their throats, and they asked for more.
“Aren’t you a lil young?” the bartender asked, handing over seconds.
By ayse on 01.02.2012
she drank champagne every new year’s eve. but what was there to celebrate? just excuses excuse excuses. the festivity and the golden bubbles mocked her and she sat on the fire escape with the cold wind biting at her nose
By Cecilia URL on 01.02.2012
here’s to the new year, cling my glass, watch the champagne swish through the clear crystal and here the high clink ring out. here’s to the new year, my friend, and many to come.
By Lane Collision URL on 01.02.2012
There was no champagne last night
No friends in sight
Just my lover and I
But it was no surprise
Faded into a world of seclusion
Falling in love has no solution
By Samantha Rose Schaefer URL on 01.02.2012
champagne is delicious. though it does give me headaches. because of that, I don’t drink it very much. I wish I could, though…
By anon on 01.02.2012
any old time.
I’ve heard the “real” stuff is crazy expensive.
Might be worth it someday to try?
By kim on 01.02.2012
Champagne is the nectar of the gods. When I went to my first wedding, I distinctly remember the first sip of champagne I had. Bubbly, smooth, almond-tasting goodness. Pretentious critics say they can distinguish any of the hundreds of champagne types. I say it’s hogwash.
By dintdot on 01.02.2012
We had champagne on New Year’s eve at our amazing and weird party. We had a person who is transgender, a person who is frequently homeless, a person who just found a job for the first time in years, an accordion player, a 94 year old amazing man, a retired school teacher and coach, and me, who prides herself on being weird. What a group, and what fun we had!
By Carol Bailey Floyd URL on 01.02.2012
She stared at the glass. The bubbles were as shallow and transient as the people that surrounded her. It was just another year, another 365 days of her suffering. She thought that this would cure her of her misery. We’ll see.
By dintdot URL on 01.02.2012
hate – disliking someone with a strong passion someone who means nothing to you and you can like without someone who shuld be excluded from the world.
By dominique URL on 01.02.2012
a division of Identity Crisis, Inc.