I just want to be famous, be so fucking jaded.

Back on blogging!

I missed Monday in my last post, so I will just post about school in general. It's been tough. Mornings have been filled with far too many thoughts about Nightingale. It's made my work suck, and me unfocused. I've been talking to her minimally, which is... strange for me. I just don't know what to say or how to say it... I've missed her alot this week, but... I don't know. I'm going to try and put some effort into it. She is my best friend, regardless of how I feel.

I've also been smoking alot. It has the side effect of making me not stress over Nightingale. While this is a good thing, it means that I potentially have a reason to rely on it, and I don't want to get reliant on any drug, so I'm going to take a break for a while. While I don't like worrying and over thinking, it's better then getting hooked on drugs just to "solve" my problem.

My old friend Cailleach got ahold of me asking if her and her ladyfriend could crash here for a night cause she wanted to see me. I've been talking to her a bit lately, and I'm glad I'll get to see her. I've missed her a lot, and she seems to be doing a great deal better than she was in high school. Also, I'll get to meet her mate, which should be interesting. Cailleach has good taste in girls though, so I'm sure she'll be a delight.

Also, a girl named Nereid came over tonight. I met her right before march break, and had seen her til yesterday at lunch. We arranged a hangout for today, and so it happened. She came over, we watched Waking Life, ate some pizza and snuggled. She was all over me. It was.. interesting. I've never had a girl that was such putty in my palm. She was nervous, and cuddly, and was in my face a few times to try and bait a kiss out of me. She was adorable. She certainly has some issues, and I think I have to be careful, because she's potentially fragile and she could crush pretty hard on me, but I think it could be interesting. She kinda wanted to stay the night, but she didn't have a change of clothes. I told her she was welcome to, and we set Sunday as the next time for hanging.

Forever and always

Stryker