Sunday, May 02, 2004
Walldo's Party was last night. Just when I think that I have no friends, I get a phone call inviting me to a party.
The normal crowd was there and more. Andy got drunk in record time, once again. I would say that I got drunk, but I still remember each and every moment of the party, so I wasn't off my face.
Before we started drinking I got some muse video clips from Walldo's harddrive to my USB stick. I knew there were more reasons for that stick than just homework :-)
I spent most of the party talking to Julie and Will. Which was great, coz I feel I can say anything to them. What use is a party if you can't talk to anyone. Parties are social situations, and I treated it as such. I love talking to Will, when I can't make sense of something, he is the voice of reason and logic. How can I ever feel depressed when I am around the closest of my friends, I have'nt told anyone else 1/2 the things that I say to my best friends. My private blog pales in comparison.
I always have this awfal thought that my best friends are fake, that they don't care about me, and that they are only being friendly because they have to be. I know that this is false, but it stil circles around my mind every now and then. And as soon as I am with my friends I wonder how I could even have concieved that thought. In all logic, if my friends werent truly my friends, they could simply stop talking to me and not invite me to parties. But they don't.
After being betrayed so often, I am often wary of my friends. Scared that I would some day loose them. But the ones I do loose are not worth worrying about. They are often ruthless and vindictive, and not worth the trouble. I will not rant about that at the moment. That was another post and another mood.
Right now I am happy to have real friends, and I hope I told them that. I probably did, seeing I was drunk :P
I love you guys :-)
///Simmo 11:42
Note to self: Excel work should not be done whilst hungover, though it is being done for the first time ever so maybe can only be done whilst hungover? lol, I have confused myself even...
The normal crowd was there and more. Andy got drunk in record time, once again. I would say that I got drunk, but I still remember each and every moment of the party, so I wasn't off my face.
Before we started drinking I got some muse video clips from Walldo's harddrive to my USB stick. I knew there were more reasons for that stick than just homework :-)
I spent most of the party talking to Julie and Will. Which was great, coz I feel I can say anything to them. What use is a party if you can't talk to anyone. Parties are social situations, and I treated it as such. I love talking to Will, when I can't make sense of something, he is the voice of reason and logic. How can I ever feel depressed when I am around the closest of my friends, I have'nt told anyone else 1/2 the things that I say to my best friends. My private blog pales in comparison.
I always have this awfal thought that my best friends are fake, that they don't care about me, and that they are only being friendly because they have to be. I know that this is false, but it stil circles around my mind every now and then. And as soon as I am with my friends I wonder how I could even have concieved that thought. In all logic, if my friends werent truly my friends, they could simply stop talking to me and not invite me to parties. But they don't.
After being betrayed so often, I am often wary of my friends. Scared that I would some day loose them. But the ones I do loose are not worth worrying about. They are often ruthless and vindictive, and not worth the trouble. I will not rant about that at the moment. That was another post and another mood.
Right now I am happy to have real friends, and I hope I told them that. I probably did, seeing I was drunk :P
I love you guys :-)
///Simmo 11:42
Note to self: Excel work should not be done whilst hungover, though it is being done for the first time ever so maybe can only be done whilst hungover? lol, I have confused myself even...
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