Now ain't that a good lesson in probability.
Toss that aside, and bring back the thought that there are people out tonight. The women want to celebrate, enjoy, alleviate depression, or (when will this happen) try to multiply... while suggesting coitus interruptus. The men want to get laid. At least i do.
And where am i now?
IN FRONT OF MY STUPID COMPUTER TRYING TO GET SOME PRESSURE OFF MY DAMN CHEST BECAUSE I'M BROKE AND I WANT TO DRINK AND MY SUPERIOR FRIENDS DON'T NEED A FUCKING KID TO SET THEM BACK IN THEIR PLANS OF GETTING LAID.
(really, i have got to stop with the low self esteem)
enough said? noooooo. I am so relaxed tonight. TOO relaxed that i have to type.
I am now realizing that this site is a testimony to how much of a fucked up loser i really am. Damn it, the next person who says that i'm fortunate to finish school early is getting a boot down his throat. AFTER shoving it so far up his ass.
Really, i do not recognize the fun in being in the situation i am in now. You wake up so energetic, so willing to learn, and at the end of the day you just feel so fucking inadequate, like you life has no significance to those you like to think would find you as a 'friend'.
See that, i'm being redundant about the superiority hierarchy in 'friendship'. Where am i? still trying to do anything to prove myself worthy of company. I know there's a cure to this, and it's definitely not suicide. It's either a girl, sex with a lot of girls (may or may not be at the same time), attention, or (fuck it) hypnosis. Can anybody help me with any of these?
please?