- [[OOC: Private entry]]
- December 11th, 2010
I had a strange evening. The Westeros High reunion party was entertaining (which I was expecting), and I had a decently friendly conversation with Baelish (which I was not.) I guess that bodes well. At least I have more resources at more disposal than strained silence. Good to know.
I got home pretty late- though not as late as Petyr, and thanks to time zone differences, discovered that Mella was on Skype. We talked, and it was all very amicable. I'm not sure why we insist on talking so frequently, so seemingly normally. It seems we both want to seem like we're on good terms, and for the most part we are. Sometimes it's like we never broke up. Frankly, it's like we never dated in the first place. It's more than a little confusing. I can't act like I have considered some ridiculous conciliatory gestures. Flying out to her and just staying there. Except we lived together for half a year and that didn't work, so I don't know why I've convinced myself that going to see her now would change anything. Therefore, I'm ignoring that impulse completely and, to no one's surprise, focusing on my GPA.
I might delete this entry when I wake up. Just watch me.