Should I update... sure... why not. I feel bad that every time I write in here is when I feel like shit. I'm really not this depressed of a person, but I don't ever think to write in here when I'm doing great. So I will try to start possitive anyway.
Friday night was pretty damn fun. I went out with a bunch of people that I didn't know and ended up having a great time. There was one dude that was freaking awesome. He was a carbon copy of me, an absolute blast. We had a great time making fun of everyone else we were out with and turning the Harry Potter books into complete porn. So the night as a whole was absolutely awesome. Also, I was wearing my SG shirt and got discovered by some dude who I helped out on the street to take his picture with his woman and his mom... this was how it went...
Dude saying as we walk by: "and one of them will take a picture of all three of us"
Me: "I'll take your picture" Grabing camera from GF then pretending like I was going to run off and steal the camera laughing.
Me take the picture
Dude: "Hey is that a Suicide Girls Shirt?"
Me: "It sure is! Are you a memeber?"
Dude: "Uhhhh... yeah... this is my mom."
Me: "haha... nice... take it easy."
So that was my SG fun for the night.
That was fun... now I don't even feel like going into depressio111117 mode, but I guess I will anyway just to get it out so I can remember later.
Coldplay should retitle their albums to "Shit you can cry to - Volume 1" & blah blah "Volume 2" Because that's what I'm doing. Sitting listening to Coldplay and feeling like shit. I'm also drinking, which probably contributes to the feeling like shit. This is only about the 3-4th time ever that I have sat around and drank alone out of depression. So I'm having some 10yr Tawny and listening to depressio musak! Why am I in depression mode do I ask myself... easy... because #1 I'm homesick & #2 I need a love. I hate the fact that I moved here to Denver to finally make a life for myself, but so far I haven't been able to get the life that I left behind out of my mind. I miss my two best friends so dearly that it makes me want to just jump off a cliff. Which leads itself into #2. Why do I not have a sigother? Why? Really? I'm a pretty great guy. Am I really just kidding myself? Am I not as great as I think? Granted, physically on a scale of 1-10 I'm like a 7, but shit... personally I'm pretty damn good. AHHHHHHHHH, you know what... I don't even want to write any more about this crap... plus I'm probably getting more and more drunk as time goes on so I will just stop with the statement that:
"I miss you world. I miss the people that I've left behind. I miss the people that misunderstand my point of leaving. I miss the smell of home, and the feel of the air. I miss the way I look into your eyes when I'm ready to go home and not see you until tomorrow. I miss thinking that the triad is an actual healthy point of living. And quite honestly, I'm not sure my heart can take any more tearing."
Goodnight.
(pirate for the road...
)
Friday night was pretty damn fun. I went out with a bunch of people that I didn't know and ended up having a great time. There was one dude that was freaking awesome. He was a carbon copy of me, an absolute blast. We had a great time making fun of everyone else we were out with and turning the Harry Potter books into complete porn. So the night as a whole was absolutely awesome. Also, I was wearing my SG shirt and got discovered by some dude who I helped out on the street to take his picture with his woman and his mom... this was how it went...
Dude saying as we walk by: "and one of them will take a picture of all three of us"
Me: "I'll take your picture" Grabing camera from GF then pretending like I was going to run off and steal the camera laughing.
Me take the picture
Dude: "Hey is that a Suicide Girls Shirt?"
Me: "It sure is! Are you a memeber?"
Dude: "Uhhhh... yeah... this is my mom."
Me: "haha... nice... take it easy."
So that was my SG fun for the night.
That was fun... now I don't even feel like going into depressio111117 mode, but I guess I will anyway just to get it out so I can remember later.
Coldplay should retitle their albums to "Shit you can cry to - Volume 1" & blah blah "Volume 2" Because that's what I'm doing. Sitting listening to Coldplay and feeling like shit. I'm also drinking, which probably contributes to the feeling like shit. This is only about the 3-4th time ever that I have sat around and drank alone out of depression. So I'm having some 10yr Tawny and listening to depressio musak! Why am I in depression mode do I ask myself... easy... because #1 I'm homesick & #2 I need a love. I hate the fact that I moved here to Denver to finally make a life for myself, but so far I haven't been able to get the life that I left behind out of my mind. I miss my two best friends so dearly that it makes me want to just jump off a cliff. Which leads itself into #2. Why do I not have a sigother? Why? Really? I'm a pretty great guy. Am I really just kidding myself? Am I not as great as I think? Granted, physically on a scale of 1-10 I'm like a 7, but shit... personally I'm pretty damn good. AHHHHHHHHH, you know what... I don't even want to write any more about this crap... plus I'm probably getting more and more drunk as time goes on so I will just stop with the statement that:
"I miss you world. I miss the people that I've left behind. I miss the people that misunderstand my point of leaving. I miss the smell of home, and the feel of the air. I miss the way I look into your eyes when I'm ready to go home and not see you until tomorrow. I miss thinking that the triad is an actual healthy point of living. And quite honestly, I'm not sure my heart can take any more tearing."
Goodnight.
(pirate for the road...
)
And about the girls playing WoW thing. I'm pretty sure alot of people think that. I put my picture on FacesofWoW once and they deleted my account. They thought I was faking. I had to take more of me holding the box. haha