Where are you, Smith?
In the last two days, the mantra has been the same: "Nico, where have you been? You disappeared!"
Yesterday, eight times people approached me to say that. At a school of less than a hundred, that's 10% of the damn school.
So where have I been? I've been tucked away, hiding from daylight, pretending I'm a vampire, sulking, being yelled at, cowering, sulking, writing, studying and generally avoiding the big bad world that is.
I keep having these really odd dreams, about a series of people that are not jackie... I never really cheat on her in my dreams, but when I wake up, it never feels honest.
Return my phone call.
I'm writing a story about Jackie and my beginning. It's interesting, but I keep getting too bitter to actually write without being too callous.
I don't like advice. I appreciate it, but I'm too stubborn to actually enjoy the process.
arg.
Yesterday, eight times people approached me to say that. At a school of less than a hundred, that's 10% of the damn school.
So where have I been? I've been tucked away, hiding from daylight, pretending I'm a vampire, sulking, being yelled at, cowering, sulking, writing, studying and generally avoiding the big bad world that is.
I keep having these really odd dreams, about a series of people that are not jackie... I never really cheat on her in my dreams, but when I wake up, it never feels honest.
Return my phone call.
I'm writing a story about Jackie and my beginning. It's interesting, but I keep getting too bitter to actually write without being too callous.
I don't like advice. I appreciate it, but I'm too stubborn to actually enjoy the process.
arg.