It was a plain black book, with simple white paper between the covers. The writing inside on the first page was a bit shaky, and there were some smudges and crinkles and jumbling, but overall the letters connected and looped elegantly enough.
3/17/07 No wait.. 3/18/07.. Oh hell, it's somewhere about there.. The timing and all. I think I passed out in the Inn, and it changed to the next day..
I finally decided to give in and start a journal. Or diary. Or whatever this would be considered. It's not as if it's some strange practice. My mother kept one, after all. It's how I got to know her. Through her writings. I'm a bit pissed right now, and knackered to boot, but I'm writing well enough, I suppose. I can't talk to people. I mean, about the important things. I tried to see a shrink, not because I'm barmy or anything.. But just thought perhaps if it were a stranger, I could talk some. Well, that kind of crashed and burned. Anyway. Tonight. Tonight tonight.. Well, it was.. Very strange. I was in the Inn, as is my habit, and socializing. I made sandwiches for me, Erin, Malachi, and Alain. Kind of strange, being there with Malachi and Alain after Gideon's little attempt to sabotage yesterday. Chi wandered off before I got out with the sandwiches anyway. And then she showed up. And chased Alain out. And then went and slobbered all over Chi. That part doesn't really bother me. Chi's nice. He's very, very attractive and certainly fun. But I doubt she'll steal him away, and I don't know him well enough to be upset even if she were capable of it. That stupid chit. She ruined everything. Alain texted me, asked me to come upstairs and see him.. And I did, and we were talking.. It was.. It was so sad.. It broke my heart, the things he said.. He cried. And it made me cry.. And that wench was listening! And apparantly she ran off crying and Shannon saw her. And my God! The girl went completely nutters on me! She actually had the audacity to try and punch me! I mean.. I knew she didn't like me.. I knew that. But she was screaming about hating me, and how I screwed everything up.. That's not just normal resentment.. That's.. That's something deeper. And I did nothing to earn such enmity.. I left when Alain asked me to. And Erin saw me when I got back downstairs.. And we both got really, really pissed. I don't remember a lot after going downstairs.. Until I woke up. And somehow made it home and dug this book up. I'm still feeling rather woozy. I think perhaps I should go lay down. Or perhaps puke..
3/17/07 No wait.. 3/18/07.. Oh hell, it's somewhere about there.. The timing and all. I think I passed out in the Inn, and it changed to the next day..
I finally decided to give in and start a journal. Or diary. Or whatever this would be considered. It's not as if it's some strange practice. My mother kept one, after all. It's how I got to know her. Through her writings. I'm a bit pissed right now, and knackered to boot, but I'm writing well enough, I suppose. I can't talk to people. I mean, about the important things. I tried to see a shrink, not because I'm barmy or anything.. But just thought perhaps if it were a stranger, I could talk some. Well, that kind of crashed and burned. Anyway. Tonight. Tonight tonight.. Well, it was.. Very strange. I was in the Inn, as is my habit, and socializing. I made sandwiches for me, Erin, Malachi, and Alain. Kind of strange, being there with Malachi and Alain after Gideon's little attempt to sabotage yesterday. Chi wandered off before I got out with the sandwiches anyway. And then she showed up. And chased Alain out. And then went and slobbered all over Chi. That part doesn't really bother me. Chi's nice. He's very, very attractive and certainly fun. But I doubt she'll steal him away, and I don't know him well enough to be upset even if she were capable of it. That stupid chit. She ruined everything. Alain texted me, asked me to come upstairs and see him.. And I did, and we were talking.. It was.. It was so sad.. It broke my heart, the things he said.. He cried. And it made me cry.. And that wench was listening! And apparantly she ran off crying and Shannon saw her. And my God! The girl went completely nutters on me! She actually had the audacity to try and punch me! I mean.. I knew she didn't like me.. I knew that. But she was screaming about hating me, and how I screwed everything up.. That's not just normal resentment.. That's.. That's something deeper. And I did nothing to earn such enmity.. I left when Alain asked me to. And Erin saw me when I got back downstairs.. And we both got really, really pissed. I don't remember a lot after going downstairs.. Until I woke up. And somehow made it home and dug this book up. I'm still feeling rather woozy. I think perhaps I should go lay down. Or perhaps puke..