let december glow in flames.

I feel like I should be better at this, but I'm not. I'll try, I suppose. For anyone that's stumbling around here, why the hell are you wasting your time reading the ramblings of a perfectly insane girl who happens to spend the majority of her time on the internet? I don't understand, but, nonetheless, hello. The name is Nika, and I'm the insane one that I mentioned before. I guess I can tell you a bit about myself and then get on into a little bit of rambling about life and such before I head off to sleep.

I'm twenty years old, just turned in December, and I've recently moved out of my parents house into an apartment with my best friend and her boyfriend. So far, so good. I'm a rather outgoing person online, but the polar opposite if you were to first meet me in person. I'll be the first person to ever admit that I know how complicated I am. And I appreciate the fact that I'm as complicated as I am. In fact, I love it.

I'm currently in a hotel room with my other best friend, Allen, and our mutual friend, Kyle. We've been here for the past couple of days, hanging around my new hometown since there wasn't enough room in the apartment to host us all. So I decided that I would stay with them so that it didn't seem rude of me. I figure someone'd at least do the same for me someday. Or I hope. Allen and Kyle are both people I've met online, at one particular website to say the least, and so far they've proven not to be in the least bit as psychotic as the people your parents warn you about when you get online. And believe me - I've known the type of people they tell you about, but never from online. Maybe since I've said this, karma will see fit to deal me that kind of a hand. Oh well, I guess.

My stomach is rather upset, most likely from the wings that I ate at Hooter's with the guys. Or the fact that I had hot sauce on the time. And that it was mixed with ranch. Which. I totally don't understand why they charge for the dipping sauce for wings. Especially since most other places don't charge. And the sauce wasn't even that good. It was very watered down, I thought. But its a little late for that now. Allen will just eat the rest of them on the way to Texas tomorrow. Oh, yeah. The guys and I are heading to Texas for a week. Its a little vacation party. Look at me. I said "the guys" as if I hang out with them all the time; like this is something that happens on a regular basis. And its most definitely not. It would be cool if it were though. I wouldn't mind actually having people to hang out with.

xoxo Nukkah.