nolan_void

So I'm back at school from the long summer break. Normally I come back and it feels great, like coming home again, but this time not so much. I have a small close-knit circle of friends and half of them moved off of campus, so that's weird. The new students just keep getting younger and I just keep getting older. Classes haven't even started yet though, so maybe I'm just being insane.

Just got out of a relationship that spanned most of the summer, and even though I initiated the seperation and still feel like it is the right thing, it has me kind of bummed. I go to eat in the caf, and I look around and see so many girls that I have dated. After realizing that I was drowning in ex-girlfriends I decided that it might not be such a bad idea if I didn't date anyone else for the duration of my time in college, but I'm not swearing any oaths. Not that I wouldn't mind having a relationship with anyone, but the surest to make sure that I just dive into one retardedly is to say "I'm not dating anymore".

I've just been feeling exhausted and lonely lately. I'm sure it will pass, as all negative situations do. Tomorrow I'm going to wake up and try to die to my past, to all the hardships and old relationships and baggage that it is so easy to forget you are dragging around behind you.

So last night I had a really weird dream. I was Shaggy from Scooby-Doo, and me and Scooby were trying to kill Braniac (the Superman villain). We weren't trying to unmask him, or thwart him from scaring people away from an amusement park. We were trying to find his heart, which he had hidden outside of his body somewhere, and destroy it so we could KILL him. It was the most intense episode of Scooby-Doo I'd ever witnessed.