I drink. A lot. Everyday. I go out, and everytime I meet new chicks. Hot chicks. I live in a place where people are dumb though… not really dumb but they totally misunderstand the concept of going crazy. So here I am, drunk, invited to this table and that one too, and I start to get bored, and I kinda flip out. They don’t get it, I just go crazier. And in the end there I am, dissapointed. I can’t be that regular guy, why can’t she be that crazy chick?! I’m a very nice guy, I think im pretty much not stupid, I like to discuss philosophy and life and ethics and all. But that doesn’t mean I have to look like it. Why does one have to prove that he is not just a dumb b**?? That’s where I flip out. I don’t like to prove. And when they don’t get me, I am bored. And this whole text is one vicious cycle. I gotta get out of here..
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I have the exact same problem, except I don’t drink….but still go wild. I too am surrounded by dumb people who regard me as a dumb ass for going crazy. I’m still searching for that crazy chick too :-P!
Since I started taking philosophy 3 years ago, I’ve become… different. Even I can tell. People think I’m weird. I think they’re trivial.
T.A.
“I gotta get out of here”. Sounds familiar. Here’s some advice from my experience:
Find a young, not necessarily super hot but sweet chick, with whom you have stuff in common. Pick her in your extended social circle, not randomly. And for getting out of there, everything will come at it’s time, don’t rush it otherwise you’ll end up where you started. Most of all, I don’t think you can pull it off on your own, if you’re in anyway like me, hence the advice about the sweet girl.
I did crazy shit. It didn’t get me far. At least I can say I did it, heh. You just need someone who has your back.
P.S: Take full advantage of the hot chick, because there might (will?) be a time where it will not be an option anymore 😉 But do keep my previous advice in mind.
Well, look at it this way, if u even have to try to prove, at that point, then they’re not meant to understand, no need for “transactions” there.
Now, hot airheads can’t even tell if it’s their right or left boob ur staring at, u can’t exactly expect them to understand the concept of ‘going crazy’.. in disguise.
The few people that do though, take fast hints and respond, and trust me, they must exist.
And, i gotta get out of here too. (: