It's been a while, but since no one reads this shit anyway maybe I'm just writing for myself. Analiese runs for her third, Reka pulls ahead as the new star althelete, with Jass riding silently and slowly alongside, content in the friend zone.

Ahh, the waste and abhorrance that is high school.  Sick triumverate.  But it's alright.

Bits of it will die off at one point or another.  After all, we're only human.

Later.

I haven't posted for a bit... wonder where my head's been?  Hahaha... probably skipping school and chasing ass.  What a dipshit I turn out to be sometimes, you know?  But somehow I'm managing to scrape the letters three in most of my classes, and most of the C's turn upwards with a +.  So I'm not too concerned.  But everything does seem a little dry right now, I'll tell you.  Pointless.  I hate it, so I'm taking up my time touring around this city and making sure I don't give a shit if lost or stranded.  What's there to care about anyways?  It's not as if I really have a home.  I live on my own, you know?  I can't break it with a family.  So who cares if its in an alley, or the local bookstore, a coffeeshop, or even back at my place?  Who gives a shit?  And why on earth should I?  If I get run over, big whoop, i shouldn't have bothered walking in the first place.  And if the Metro stops, well for fuck's sake man, you should have been walking.  So it's a paradox, and an impasse.  And a reason for me to say why I really don't care.

....Hahaha.  Did I mention?

I'm a liar.

See you...