Its the post night shift today. Spent the first two nights slugging it out over at Central and B2, and the last night, relaxing over at the Psychiatric side. Slept the entire day, only to wake up to the calls of the dearest boy, wanting to meet up. Got up, popped some pills, got dressed, and waited for the boy to come over. I swear he looked simply dashing today. Heh. Headed out for dinner, did our usual stuffs, then it was back home for the both of us.

I cant help but ponder; where this relationship is heading. Ive had a few of the girls asking me several questions, and although i'm positively sure on my part what to expect of this relationship, i cant help but wonder if the boy and myself share the same sentiments. Suddenly the talk we've had ages ago seem to somewhat not count in all these thinking process. Oh shucks. What's there to think about, really? I shouldnt bother with all these silly billy. Heh.

Well, time to pop some pills and hit the sack. Nahh nights, all! (: