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2001-03-22 - 02:30 a.m.

Ho hum... I'm sitting here once more at the Five-O. It's like 2:30 in the morning, and most of the people have left now. I've so much to catch up on, or rather, I've tried to regain my old life in some manner, or rather again, I've tried to keep up relations with those who I call my friends here at State, at least that's what I was doing most of last week. It was Spring Break. I was supposed to go to Myrtle Beach, well that fell through like a big rock in a wet paper bag. (Odd analogy, but still...) Instead, me, and some of my closest friends here went to Jacksonville where one of them lives. We spent time there watching videos, getting drunk, smokin' up, etc... It was fun, I enjoyed it. Or rather, my body enjoyed it, not neccessarily me, Tristan. I haven't seen Tristan in his fullest for some time now. It makes me kind of lonely actually. But anyways.

I went to see my Love on Friday, there I stayed until tonite (Wednesday). I took the train home. The weekend was pretty good. It could've been better I suppose. My parents found out I was there. I really hate them, or rather, I'm just thorougly annoyed with them, annoyed with them to the point of continuing even harder now to disappear from them. They want the best for me, and I'm not in the right frame of mind right now to try and explain their good points. Whatever they might be. Instead, I'll spend my time here mulling over the keyboard saying pointless things for a while.

Me and my Love are back together again, the way it should be finally. Unfortunately, it's still not under the best of circumstances, this being only b/c of our parents, and our current separation from each other for the time being. It'll be difficult to get things together for this long trip we have ahead of us, but it can be done, time will prove the only rock we have to climb.

I really do miss Tristan, those of you who know me realize what I really mean by this, those of you who don't, well... Tristan is a part of me, the part I need to spend this weekend finding. In Atlanta. My only fear is that he is such a big flirt, it'll take my best efforts to find him and tame him properly. I don't want to go as who I am now, but things will be fine, don't worry my Love, everything will be fine. I hope to see you there, I do, maybe this club will be worthwhile as well.

I've fed, I'm happy, maybe that's another reason why Tristan is lulling in the background for the time-being. He's drunk on blood, asleep, hiding from the surface which can only cause him pain in the daylight world. I don't know, I'm a bit tired, confused, etc...

I am a vampyre, I am my own keeper, I am my own master, all others are subject to me. This key rule is the mindset that will help me to be who I am. I do no others harm, except those who cross me. My life is a tiresome one, one I'm learning to deal with on a day to day basis. I end with these words.

-Tristan.

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