Elton One

We all went to Chippy’s last night for a good bit of drinking and general debauchery. Unfortunately, it was fun for a bit until everyone got a bit too out of control. At first I thought it was the effects of the cocaine [I don't touch the stuff - it's shit, lasts 10 seconds, turns you into a twat and don't even get me started on the ethics of the horrible stuff..], but I think it’s more likely because people ran out of cocaine. I got asked to leave at the same time Adam fell on the table spilling all the drinks, not sure why but then again if someone starts screaming relentlessly in my face I’m either going to hit them or leave. And I’ll usually do the latter.

A freezing 2 hour walk down country roads narrowly avoiding being hit by speeding taxis and rich kids and I’m home. It’s hard to keep off the road when you can’t walk straight. Really lucky it didn’t rain or I would have been sleeping in a barn. I left in such a hurry I forgot my camera too.. gutted.

I learned a lot from the experience. I already knew coke was a shit drug, and what I had my suspicions of but had confirmed is that the majority of people there that night, whom I deem to be my friends, just want an easy life. They don’t want to hear about anything bad or even deal with it and when presented with it, they’ll just ignore it instead of discussing it with the aim of solving the problem. It’s nothing new but it’s just sad for me to feel as though the majority of things that interest me and that I think about are of no interest to most people, not because they are not interesting, but because they cause you to have to think and thinking is hard and stuff. Stuff is cool (to quote from Nathan Barley). I’ve thought this for a bit, but then really had it driven home when I left and tried to get in contact with people and 1 person replied, only to say they didn’t want to deal with it. Everyone else just ignored it, had another line and another drink and made it all better. And it’s two days later and I’ve heard nowt. Least I would have done if the same happened to someone else would be to ring them and make sure they got home alright.

So my conclusion is if my friends are like this with me, a friend who they have known for years and grown up with, then what hope is there for people who are not friends? And is this the way we should be to each other? I don’t thinks so, but increasingly it is the acceptable practice. Throw it away when you get bored and get a new one. And in that case, if it’s because I am a twat that my friends are acting like this, then why has no one ever told me I’m a twat? Either I’m not or no one can be arsed dealing with it, which is precisely what I am talking about.