aikaterine

Not having such an easy time dealing. The Dean of Students excused me from my classes this week. And my editor told me I didn't have to work if I didn't want to. But I don't just want to sit at home, so I've decided to work but not go to class.

I put on a happy face when I'm at the paper and when I see my friends. I saw Tom yesterday and he was going on and on about Dublin and I just wanted to run away. Nick's been nice. He bought me a ticket to see the Ron Jeremy pornography debate with him yesterday. Then we went and hung out with Tim at Spooner. It's really weird being in a room full of people who know shit about you - who aren't supposed to know anything about you.

But Nick spent the night last night and we watched part of South Park the movie until I fell asleep. He woke me up and took me to bed and we stayed up and talked, but he's such a goof sometimes. He had me pinned down with my hands behinds my head and he was tickling me and I tried to be okay with it. I didn't show him it freaked me out. But it did.

I feel like I should just be able to snap back to life. But I can't. I just don't care about much at all right now. Except getting stoned and sleeping.