Last night we went to a comedy club. The comedians were funny, each in their own way. We laughed a lot. SEB and I had some drinks most properly named Viagras. Too sweet, not enough alcohol. Around 10 we went home. We went out to the bars. We had a few "Walk me downs" and I became ill. I danced with some tubby little fellow. I became even more ill. There's nothing like vomiting with an audience cheering you on. I ended up straying from the group. Following another group. I'll have to finish this later, my tooth is killing me all to hell. Done. ~Okay that temporary break was alright. Anyways, last night I hung out with some different people, blazed up a little, and ended up walking in the rain. SEB found me though, as I knew she would. She is honestly my very first real true best friend. We aren't much alike, except for our sense of humors etc. but I wouldn't have it any other way. She's a great person, even if we do annoy the hell out of each other sometimes. But that's how friendships go. Only the interesting ones last. So all in all I had a good night, I do kind of regret dancing with that tubby guy, but I wanna to dance and he was there, so you know. I am attempting to stop thinking about K or P. I really want to talk to K for some reason. I don't understand him. He seems interested for a moment and than he acts like he's too important. I think he's messed up mentally. I can't think of any other reason for his unusual behavior. Maybe next time I see him I'll ask him if he wants to chill or not. Maybe. Probably not, but who knows. I wish we could get close to those we want to know better. People distance themselves from each other too much. This entire entry will not make any sense later. My mind's still half drunk and half alseep. Either way I'm losing. It's okay though I had my fun.