I hung out with Collin and Shamele this afternoon.
They're great guys. I've been friends with them for at least the past seven years, a little more for Shamele. We all get along so well and they're a ton of fun. And Shamele has the body {not the face} of  a Hindu god. Or something like that..
But they have a very, very different lifestyle than me.
Their mantra is sex, drugs, and alcohol. That's what they live for. We were at Shamele's house and they were talking about who was sleeping with who in the circle of friends, who had the hashish and how much, and when the drinks were coming out. Even though I've been around my friends while they're intoxicated {never while in the process of getting inebriated} I don't like it. I asked them to be safe and not do too much of anything and then I left.
It just makes me so sad.
That's the highlight of their Friday night. They're going to get drunk, get super high, and then have sex. What a life. They think they've got it made, their lives are perfect. And I can't help but think, what are they living for?