My first

So this is my first little entry into the 'ol LJ. I suppose it's not so old. It's new to me. HAHAHAHAHAHAHA!! This is the same kind of crap you're gonna get if you keep reading (which you're going to or I'll kill you in your sleep). I found LJs in general to be suited towards the self-serving, self-loathing, self-centered, desperate, chain-smokin', mumu-wearin', freaks. And that's when I realized it'd be perfect for myself. So here I am. It's been about 24 hours since the drama-rama fest that was Dekwanukmas. Ah the memories. Fake asthma attacks, nearly-killed freshmen, pissed-off...well, everyone. We'll all remember that night as one of the nights that divided and united in different ways. I don't exactly know what the crap happened so I'm not taking sides yet. Anyone who wants to fully inform me from both POVs can feel free to do so. But I don't suppose anyone would because I'm me. HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!! (I'm gonna kill myself) I will however say this: No matter how much we get all "Well golleee! I just hate drama so much!", we really don't. We revel in drama whether we admit it or not. I think that might be on account of the fact that perhaps one feels alive at the time. They're feeling something at least. They certainly don't feel dead. It's like being a part of a Monday morning watercooler situation that gives us a sense of self-importance whether it's justified or not. So now that I've offended at least six of you, I'm done for now. If you could stand to read the above then you are one of four types of people: 1. You're reading it out of pity: "Awww. He has a live journal. He must think people like him. What an idiot" 2. You're bored out of your freaking mind: "Well, let's see what the crap that Greg guy's thinking. What an idiot" 3. You heard I posted something offensive and want to check it out for yourself: "He said whaaa?! What an idiot" 4. You're reading it to entertain yourself: " You mean, Greg actually thinks he has opinions about stuff and that they actually matter to anyone but himself?! Bwahahahaha! Stupid Greg. What an idiot" I defy you to fall into a category not listed here. My current music by the way is amazingly fitting. It's a bitter, cynical, sarcastic look at a friendship(?) that used to be and now is incredibly not. The best part is the title which may very well be the anthem for many of you out there. I leave you now with the quote of the entry: "What's next?"