New year’s eve 2009

I’m pretty drunk right now, so I should probably add this under the emo catagory.  I spent it alone, as usual.  I was invited to a party, but I was relatively intoxicated at the time and I didn’t want to risk having my license taken away from me.  I should make a new year’s resolution but I really don’t want to at the moment.  In all honesty, I would really like to die now.  At least my roommate is with his girlfriend right now.  I’m glad that at least someone is happy in this condo.  He and I did play alot of ping-pong on my new set that I got for christmas.

Why does my life suck so much?  Am I so disgusting that no one could love me?  If the room would stop spinning for a second, I could answer that maybe.  I’m really glad I don’t own a gun.  Fuck you, alcohol and your depressing effects on my system.  I don’t need your help to feel awful about myself.  Just because I’m sitting here on the computer all alone doesn’t make me a total loser.  Perhaps it does.  Perhaps I do deserve nothing more than to eat a bullet.

I kicked ass in ping-pong at least.