12:07 AM

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I thought I was tired, really. I came back from Freshmen Bonding, and it was fun. I got to meet the wee little freshmen and hopefully made them feel a little bit more comfortable in the group setting. People has a toll over me, I get incredibly drained making small talk and attempting to meet everyone, I think I should cut down a little, but I find it much more entertaining to meet new people. It's like a double edge sword, if I don't meet them, it'll be awkward later, if I meet them now I get tired. Whatever. I decided to call it a night and go back to my apartment. My friend drove my car and she wasn't bad at all for a "first timer". Anyways, she didn't stall once, and the whole time I was expecting her to stall. That was interesting, she's a natural I guess, still shaky with the clutch, but not bad. We went up to my apartment and just talked, just about everything. It was an interesting conversation. It's incredible to know that you aren't alone in this world. Somewhere, someone is sharing the same pains and hurts as you are, and I guess I am lucky to have met my, well, friend in pain. We talked without respite for six hours, and before we know it, it's 6:36AM. Weren't we suppose to be tired? We decided to call it a night, I woke up with a headache.
Friends, huh I wonder if it's just an illusion at times.