Well, it's almost 3:30am on a Tuesday and I'm still up. I haven't really written for a while, but I don't expect this entry to be a doozy. I went to Acapulco's tonight to see some of my classmates that I haven't seen for the past 3 weeks. It was nice seeing them again. I had a good time overall, but there is still a sense of emptiness that washes over me time and again. I suppose there are people and places that invade my mind more often than I would like them to. I don't really know how to emote through this journal thing. I read some other people's entries and it can be so, I don't know how to word it exactly, but I feel as though somehow theirs is a bit more raw than anything I could ever put down. But I also suppose I also emote more than some other people's entries. Some people just don't really want to write about how they really feel, and rightfully so because this is such a public forum. I suppose the people who count the most know where I am, where I stand, because they care to know and hear about my life more than anything. I miss some people in my life. Yeah. But growing up also means growing out of some relationships as other people and things take precedence. Sometimes I just want to hold on to the moments that are slipping away--most of the time unknowingly so. Perhaps I am just thinking too much like I usually do. "Don't try to hard to think/Don't think at all."