know your roots (not another NES tee)

some completely deny the fact that your peers can have a substantial influence on you. (blogs themselves serve as evidence for this trend too, as ive noticed my own drought of writing random stories.) and to be deprived of certain influences for too long can make you feel as if a chunk of your personality just fell off somewhere on the trail behind. for me at least, ive continued walking for a year without trying to find that chunk.

last night id been given the opportunity to completely act like myself, without being self-conscious about making offensive remarks or resorting to lies to befriend those around me. im pretty damn sure there was no alochol running through my blood (j:youuuthought). personally im beginning to grow weary of some of the bullshit that goes on when people get together. really, i mean the bullshit. when the art of conversation has evolved to the point where you can only entertain your friends via a barrage of lies, it signals something truly wrong here. it causes me to want to simply cease from participating in any conversation. how do people carry on with their lives by befriending everyone with lies? the integrity of ones life is entirely artificial. i refuse to degrade myself to that status, as should others. ill accept the fact that lies are a common part of human nature; theyve proven more than useful in getting out of certain conflicts. im willing to admit that ive had my fair share of lies. but when people go out together to have some fun and end up telling a bunch of lies to each other, how they go home with a clear conscience certainly perplexes me. perhaps im just not socially advanced enough. yeah thats it. although im pretty good at picking up plot holes and time conflicts from past mentioned events. if this is what it means to reach another level of social proficiency, then id rather just sit at the bottom of the hierarchy and use lies sparingly like the other peons around me.

note to self: layoff the serious stuff for awhile. ADVENTURES OF UNITRANS COMING SON!!!1 AND SISQO REDISCOVERED IN MY CLOSET