The Drunk and Delerious

It's rather intriguing how chaotic some people get when the get intoxicated. And eventually how annoying. But overall rather amusing.

So I want to say goodbye to people, but I can never say the right thing, and since a blog is for expressing your emotion through an online source, I might as well do it here! Totally apersonal okay?

The one who wears vests and is a snarky as a fool - I am still intrigued by our friendship, not cause it doesn't make sense, it's just funny. In the good way. Your probably the best gay friend I have ever have. I mean we are totally typical queers around each other. And that is good. Your better dressed and more illustrious then I. I am still taller.

The one who gets drunk and still is glamorous(most of the time)- I wish I had known you longer. Your sort of amazing person, even though your boobs sort of scare me. Your quirky and clever in all the right ways. I am rather jealous of other people's relationships with you.

My dominate female form- I mean really, we have almost all the same interests, same idea, and sort of the same way of looking at things. We're sort of the like weird twins, only your a rather tough female with a reddish hue, and I am a dainty blue boy. I think we could have been way better friends. Time just sucks.

Okay those are the three that are going away fast that I think I will miss the most. There are others leaving at the end of the summer and next semester, but I have them for a little while, so they don't get praise, yet.

I hate change. I can never keep my connections. I know I such a communicating through a phone, but really I don't understand why everyone else doesn't try. I mean they know I often disappear into my local world. Only really my one friend from home has stayed connected. I don't want to lose people who I cherish, but everyone seems to want to lose me.

Chanson du Jour: The Fear, by Lily Allen

Personnes du Jour: Zaida cause I miss her tush, and Jamika, Jessica, and Brittney for the most awesome Carl's Jr. run ever.

Woebegotten Whores

It seems like everyone around me is dissolving into a permanent state of depression, negativity, or self hate. Some have excellent reasons, and I don't really blame them, but a lot want to pull me down with them. It's just been really hard to sympathize and help them when their not really trying to fix anything, or even trying to overcome their emotions.

I mean there are numerous people who handle their shit with poise and are trying whatever the fuck they can to escape or improve their situation. These are the people who I want care about and who I understand.

And then there are the others. I know I don't understand love or the process of relationships, but when is okay or healthy to not be able to exist beyond your relationship? How can one become so dependent on some else that they can't function or even feel positive emotions without that other person or in regards to that other person giving affection to someone else? If that is what love is, I really don't want to fall into the quagmire of emotions. (Though I think I would have trouble falling like that anyway)

I just want people to be happy. I am a happy person, I'm sorry, I just can't be fucking negative really that much. I never have been that way.

I guess I am just the yang to their yin...

At least I have dance music.

Chanson de Jour: Hide And Seek by Imogen Heap (Tiesto's In Search of Sunrise Remix)

Personne de Jour: Chloe Wandler for her generous donation to my addiction...

Show de Jour: Family Guy