06-28-08 - 5

Bleck, I really hate bars. The crowd, the noise, the shitty expensive drinks, the disgusting smells of puke and spilled beer, the bad loud music. I have a lot of trouble hearing people in crowds, it's frustrating to me to even try to carry on a conversation, and the frustration makes me mad, so now I just usually don't eventry. If I'm in a group at a bar I'll usually just zone out and try to ignore the horror around me and go into my head and let the others talk amongst themselves. Of course this doesn't really make a good impression, and kind of makes me a bad boyfriend. On the other hand, if I don't let myself zone out I sometimes get so frustrated I lash out with fighting words.

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