The Day After

The night ended early. Too many beers I suppose. Played a few games of pool at Crush, and drank a few beers. Came back to the house to regroup, and drank a few beers. Off to Manhattans and drank a few beers. Then went to NYLA and drank a few beers. I remember the cab, but nothing really after that. From my phone records it looks like someone tried to get buzzed in around midnight, but i did not answer the call. Not sure who it was, but the party must not have ended when i went to bed. No one seems to be answering their phones, so i suppose the party went all night and the others are recouping, but who knows.

I have mixed emotions going through me. The kind you get when you think something might have happenned between friends but you are not sure. There is no reason why it should matter, but for some reason it does, I guess I was fooling myself when I tried to make myself believe I was not falling for her. I am a big boy and I will get over it, it will pass, and normality will return, I hope the same for them. The worst would be silence, the worst is always silence.

Tonight will be Silent.