Ramblings...
The past few days have been strange. I'm enjoying all our new friends, and yet our nights always end up being bizarre. There are a few boys I like, but honestly I don't think any of them really know that I exist, except in the most superficial of ways. Sometimes I think of all the change in my life and I get panic attacks. Last night we went to an interesting party that was broken up by helicopter police at like 3 am. My friend got maced in the eye. I'm constantly at war with myself about whether to go out and spend time with new people or stay home and take care of my shit. I'm way less responsible these days. I miss the structure of school sometimes. I want to figure things out. My emotions are all over the place. Because of 24 hour comic day I have to work from 7pm tonight to 4am tomorrow morning. The GRE is on Monday. I'm not prepared in the slightest. Today Dad brought me his old 40" TV and it's pretty nice. I missed the Battlestar premier last night. I dream away my days and spend my waking hours in the darkness. Wow, that sounds like some wicked sweet goth poetry right there. Yup.