Storytime
So I walking back from class today. I run into Megumu. We stop and talk for a minute. Inside, I crumble. My voice cracked at least 70 times. Our conversation was nothing what I envisioned our first conversation being like after 6 months. Afterwards, all I can think about is her. She was all smiles with me and seemed so much healthier than she did last year. I start doing that thing I do where I think too much. Anyway, I knock on Susie's door when I get back to see if we are still going out Saturday, but I really feel like I'm doing it just to go through the motions. She tells me she may not be able to do it. I am not surprised. I go to the mall later with da boyz. While there, a girl by the name of "A-not" (I do not know how to spell it) cons me into buying her skin cream. She flirts with me a lot, and I like to imagine, like anyone else would, it is because she is attracted to me. She has been in the country for about 2 weeks and barely speaks English. I melt. I realize after I walked away that she has my number and is going to call me for dinner. I am surprised with myself. On the way home, Susie calls and asks if we can go out on Monday instead. I am surprised. I think she is the first girl who has ever rescheduled with me. So in the end, I should feel pretty high and mighty about myself, but instead I feel....not. I just want to spend a week painting models and boosting about being a geek and reading science books like a fucking nerd. My emotions right now are a ball of chaos which nets itself out to zero.