Lesson never learnt

As you can imagine, the guy hasn't written. I don't think I can put in words the way I feel right now and have felt this whole week. A dumbass. A dumbfuck. Stupid. Idiot. Asswhole. Shameful. You know those old cartoons when the character falls in the pond and a sign of 'ass' sticks out of its neck? That's probably the best picture of me right now.
And apparently I don't seem to learn the lesson, ever. Tonight they all want to go out, we're doing a bailinho at home, then go to this new place called Plastik. But this place is kind of a chill-in place, so it finishes around 1am or 2am and after we only have one option: fucking Kitsch. Fucking Kitsch! Seriously, I hope something happens and he doens't go. I don't know, a bad sandwich or something.

I've had an awful week. Everything seemed to have gone wrong with me.
We are so stupid, no? We spend our precious time trying to make people who don't give a shit about us enjoy our company, you know?
I'm sitting in this bar at Rynek with my lap top and there is a guy sitting at the table next to mine, with the SAME lap top, also drinking Zywiec and smoking Marlboro. Not only is he not giving a damn, he also came to my table asking if he could use the outlet I had my computer plugged so that he could charge his battery. He's Polish, good-looking, but trying a conversation would be useless.
I'm sick and tired of watching everybody pass by, I wanna be part of it! New York, New York!

But again, I never learn the lesson.
I don't know, I think I'm mentally exhausted of everything around me, of only meeting complicated people, of always finding an obstacle in my path. At least music in this place is good.

Kinda fed up. I wanna be with my friends an tell everybody else to shove it.