I have noticed lately that my life has become suspiciously like the song 'Shy' by Ani di Franco. I am not sure how I should feel about this, other than I do so enjoy the song. I am also worried about my math class tomorrow, as I have missed the last one because of a migraine. Waking up with migraines, I must confess, is one of the greatest pleasures life has ever given me (I hope that you can see the sarcasm dripping from that sentence). We are learning about annuities and such things, but we have probably moved on already to something new. It's something that no one really teaches you, college classes move so fast compared to high school, being taught something new each and every class. I must confess it is exhilarating, but if you miss a class you are so fucked it's almost funny.
I'm currently taking a break from my catch-up maths homework, writing this and talking to a friend of mine (the one who is currently making my life seem like that song I mentioned earlier) about his troubles and doubts. I wish I was human at times like this, instead of just acting it. When I say 'I wish I was human' I don't mean that I am some type of cryptid (although that would be pretty cool, I think). What I mean is that I don't feel emotions the same way others seem to, I can understand other species more than I can understand my own, which is kinda sorta sad. I know the underlying motives for people, group dynamics and herd/pack instinct and all that, but interacting with humans? Ha. Been on my own, lost among pages and fur, for to long. I can hold a conversation and I've even had a boyfriend, which I suppose makes me a damn good actress, but I just wish that all these feelings and emotions and all the things I pretend were real and I didn't have to pretend anymore... If I didn't have morals, I think I would make a damn good psychopath.
Anyway, I think that's enough for a little while, hahahaha. Hope I haven't scared any readers off (if I actually have any). The next bit of Ghost Girl should be up soon!
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