wasted mind, wasted thoughts

Had a great time today at happy hour.
It's like the first time I felt happy. Sounds contradicting eh?
But yes, I enjoyed the food, the company, and the alcohol.
Had lotsa talk about today. Saw fuz too. We bitched a lot and craped a lot. It was nice to see him.
I couldn't really associate myself with much pple in DB, even up till now.
I don't know, maybe I keep myself trapped within my own cage, not willing to face the rest and open up, or, I can't seem to open myself because of the way people portray themselves.
Fuz and I bitched about people and about how people can't be trusted.
Can't be trusted as in we couldn't believe that they actually lead a different kinda life outside from camp.
From this I see that people actually expect things outta people. We expect people to lead a life which we all think they should lead, but actually they choose another path far from ours.
We as human beings like to impose our thoughts onto others.
We like to be in control.
I guess that explains dictators and "leaders" among the others in history.

Argh humbug. I am in a daze.
Alcoholic effect.
Good night.