You've Hit Your One Wall, Now Find A Way Round

no you can't run away, no you can't run away.

Cocktail of emotions going on here to be honest. Cliched but the morning after the night before turned out to be a bit of a catastrophe. The whole teen party scene is a bit of an accident waiting to happen, but people drink themselves into destruction knowing that drama is lingering nearby, tempting fate, so why does it appear as such a shock afterwards?
Normally it's our friends that get us through the problem patches, but I'm carrying out my normal routine, trying not to get involved, watching people I love fall apart over what could be such a small and insignificant thing. It's not the first time something like this has happened, and it won't be the last... but somehow things get blown out of proportion, people refuse to see things from a different perspective, or without the blurred vision of someone in lust, or anger.
I don't mean to be pesssimistic, I don't enjoy it. The future is somehow a lot closer now school's started up again with university choices and all that jazz. At the same time I feel I should be ridiculously happy, I am, but difficult times are coming, and the onset of difficult times is an unwelcome visitor that always seems to interrupt the moments of ecstasy. In a way it makes everything more real, I tend to think good things can never last or be entirely perfect. Bittersweet, but I'll find a way through, and I know i'll never really be alone, even if I think I deserve to be.
:)