So, I did it. I went out with friends. I had a nice time. We went for drinks and then rented some movies and ordered in Chinese food. Now it is nearly three in the morning and the pot I smoked is wearing off. Walking home from my friend's home, I realized of the five of us who had gotten together, I was the only one going home to a shitty, small and empty one bedroom. I hate sleeping alone. I want to get the fuck out of here. To make matters worse, I can hear my neighbours fucking as I type this. Gawd, how very depressing.