winterophelia

A lot of the time when I see or talk to non-w3l friends they are sort of different to me. It used to just be a layer of sadness since I never leave my dorm anymore to hang out and only a few of them will even try coming over here for a visit. It's just kinda weird. Maybe I just got used to the dynamic of my high school friends--it doesn't matter how long it's been, we're all still a super tight group of people. Really, I just want everyone to get along. Also, I thought I left behind the notion of "being really good friends with straight guys means there's something going on there" in high school, but apparently not. It's really idiotic. So please, if anyone wants to know anything about what's going on with me, just ask me. Don't ask my friends, ask me for chrissake.

That was just some stuff I needed to get off my chest in a very general way.

We had a massive Halo 2 game Saturday night, and that's about all that's happened.
Oh, in Star Wars Nate stabbed me in the back literally.
Then he was vaporized.

I put more pictures in here.
Things are generally slow but nice.