Interesting conversation with rachel on the way home from surrender nightclub tonight. All i gotta say is that shit happens for a reason. I have no hatred towards no one. Still some feeling of disappointment though. And that awkwardness is definitely still there too. And i can’t help but to just pretend. Pretend that nothing really ever happened. Pretend that everything is fine. Try to answer people who asks questions i don’t even know the answer to. We’ll never get exactly what we want in life. Nothing is ever perfect. We are never perfect. To finally be someone that you wanted me to be and yet you get what i used to be still makes me scratch my head. I’m over it but i still don’t get it. I really don’t. I’m just as confused as everyone else is. I want to just get away. So here’s to crying my eyes out for the last time!

We drink too much, smoke too much, spend too recklessly, laugh too little, drive too fast, get too angry, stay up too late, get up too tired, read too little, watch TV too much, and pray too seldom. We have multiplied our possessions but reduced our values. We talk too much, love too seldom, and hate too often. We’ve learned how to make a living but not a life. We’ve added years to life, not life to years.