Ha.HA.

I am drunk again, haha. but there's no laughing, I feel bad because I told my roommate i couldn't see a movie with her cuz i had to study, but the real reason was i wanted to drink. plus i kinda hate my roommate and her innate ability to make everything resolutely about her, even the movie she invited me to. i mean she had to see it for one of her classes (stupid arty chicago school). anyway i hate her. in that non-volatile, neighbor-with-a-cute-but-yappy-dog way. WHATEVER the underlying problem was that i don't even have six dollars to spend on a crappy reese witherspoon movie. yeah, six dollars. 6. dollars. i'm so broke. call me?

Ridiculous

This blog is ridiculous, I never write. If anyone is reading this, you are ridiculous too. I'm so angry right now, angry in the quiet, shocked kind of way. I guess it's the type of angry my parents always were when they said they were disappointed in me. It is about my friend, one friend who I had considered a best, but I guess I was letting him get by on his legacy status too much. I can't remember the last time we really had fun without forcing it, the last time I needed to share something with him. Maybe I can, but it was probably because there was no other peer so similar to me, no other gay guys I would have really considered sharing anything with. I'm just so upset that he could just decide that he doesn't need me before I could decide I don't need him.

Breaking up with your friends is the worst.