Stress Relief.

I feel so much better. I gave Loralei a ride home. One, I wanted to make sure she went to class. And two, she said she was having a computer problem. As usual, we ended up cuddling and talking. I didn’t even know I needed a cuddle, but I relaxed completely. I’ve been rather stressed lately, and man, cuddles really take the stress away. I feel energized. I was worried I’d feel guilty because she likes me and I uh, don’t like her back. But she’s assured me she’s okay. I’ve communicated myself as much as possible, and at this point, I can only take her word for it.

It was good cuddles. Very comforting. Relaxing. She spoils me. Thing is.. I don’t think any girl’s really held me before, not the way she does. Maybe I’m forgetting things. I do remember how Paige and I would nap together. Hrm. Eh, doesn’t matter. I like being held. I GOT CUDDLEZ, BITCH.

There, got that out of my system.

Hitting the gym was so nice this morning. I don’t think you can appreciate that unless you’re a gymrat like me.

Gaming Club was fun, as usual. Though, I got a little annoyed at times with people. Oh well. I gave Victoria a brief head-massage. I love those. I like touching her. And she has a nice head? Ha ha.

I need to teach myself how to put my hair in a tight bun. Hair has to be up during employment, and I just can’t keep sticking it under my hat. THERE’S TOO MUCH HAIR. Victoria recommended doing it while its wet. I will practice, then.

Victoria said she’ll miss me next year when I’m not around. I’ve been noticing her saying things like that like that lately. Though, my most recent mental notes were of her saying how glad she was she met me, and knows me. But next year? Girl, we’re only half done with this semester! But still, it’s nice to be appreciated. Also, she asked when the next installment of my novel was coming. :: smiles :: I have no real focus for this novel, just making shit up as I go along. So to know it’s read and appreciated, well. That motivates me. Seriously.

I got started on my research paper. My goal was to write my skeleton. Somehow, going through the skeleton really got a lot of the stress off me. It’s a process of THINKING about the paper. Thinking is so hard, and a lot of what caused apathy for me in years past. I remember. Oh, I remember.

I haven’t been in the mood to novel. But now I am. Very much so. I know not to force it out of me, otherwise I won’t enjoy it. I have to wait for those moods. Such is living an emotional life. It almost feels reckless at time, yet I feel so much better. Maybe tomorrow I’ll go play in a thicket of men. (Warriors Orochi.)