Secretly think that I am regressing
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Last school day of the week ended with dinner with the Moosics; after that incident of sitting in the wrong class and not knowing. Got properly laughed at by those who know me with snide comments but hey, friends are friends; I'm glad that there are those who will walk into my room and throw themselves on my bed instead of politely asking first and blatantly steal my food when I am looking. Dinner was freakin' awesome, if I might say so. Laughed the whole restaurant down, with the waitresses sniggering at us in one corner and me taking about twice the amount of time I usually take to finish my food. Such weird friends. Such weird friends with so much life drama. You'd think that having group conversations every single day would produce silence when we finally meet, but no, it just further perpetuates the amount of ribbing (of G, mostly) and the topic of olden Chinese tea houses.
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The aftermath of yesterday; rather floaty but I am still not hoping for anything else other than perhaps a text produced from boredom sometime during the week or a call to say that you've been thinking of me. Am not going to revert to my explosive self that feels so extensively and reacts to those feelings. In front of you, at least. I realise now that these things are personal; and to make someone else feel negative about your own crappy issues just for companied reassurance is just plain selfish. I will find a balance; in telling you so as to maintain closeness and keeping the bad parts to myself. I know that as much as you may not prefer this arrangement; deep down, you understand how it's like. You seem to understand these things more than so many other people.
20 is so difficult to grow into
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