People don't change.

Got back from Outer Banks this morning. I liked it, but as usual i was dragged into a shitload of needless, immature fighting due to a lot of latent insecurities. So, overall, great!


We went to the beach... nearly daily. Except for the last few days. After Wendsday, the weather was shot. Still really fun!

We met some Polish guy from up-state Newyork. That was cool I guess. My friend abandon his so-called "faith" to cat-call some chicks and impress a few people. It really just pisses me off how someone can just shrug that off. He's preached to me about this, and that, and how I and many others sin. I even told him that I finally considered the existance of some sort of force driving this thing called life. Fuck him, fuck his faith. I got a burned fur going on here, and it just pisses me off. But, i am still sticking to my small, tiny faith that there is a great big steam engine of some sort driving life. Whatever I guess. Look, I may sound concieted, but he is a weak-minded person who can't stand up for his own beliefes when infront of others (like he's told me it's hard to do at school and how much courage he has... bullox). I almost feel betrayed. You know, when you think you know someone, and they do a switchchange on you. Doubletakes welcome, it's just something to think about.

As much as I've told myself, how people don't change; it usually is true, but sometimes someone will for a short period. It's just a let-down but whatever...

ANYWAY, I didn't draw once, or retain any inspiration from this trip. So, yeah.

Seeya.