I hope that's the date today. I've been having trouble keeping up with days and their dates. Maybe because I'm bad with time. I seem to accumulate more procrastination time than I do work/school or sleep time. Time doesn't really seem to have much point except to drive us closer to our death, and yet we struggle to keep up with it and over take it. Life is just a race and we are always one step behind it as we cross the finish line.

But I think that's really enough of death and time. I really can't be bothered. I think everything I write is at some point always repeating itself. Just like almost everything I write here has probably already being expressed in my "Writings" section. Oh well, I'll just repeat my self again and again until who so ever could be bothered to read this shit gets so bored of it and tells me to either fuck off and wake up to myself or just stop coming here and ignoring anything I write. And I'll just say "meh" because its not like many people would come here and I couldn't really give a flying stuff.

Not that I'm really all that depressed or anything at the moment. Rather I'm sitting here talking to my friend about a gay couple that I know and seeming almost happy. Kinda scary. But why should it be scary? Im happy quite alot of the time. I think it may be because of my revolution the other day. And if you don't know what I'm talking about then you'll just have to go read my other thoughts cos I can't be bothered re-caping.

Kee Sook was over y'day. I found out some things that I really wish she hadn't told me. It wasn't anything gross or anything like that, just something that I wish I hadn't heard cos it kinda makes me feel like crap. Oh well. I'll get over it. We talked for quite a long time, about different things. Mainly about wanting to be vampires. I told her that if I ever became a vampire, I'd make her one then I'd leave to be by myself. If I was to live for eternity, I think I'd in generall rather spend it alone. I'd probably end up going to pubs, befrending people and then killing them. And of course I'd make it fun for me and as painful as possible for them.

But then you've gotta wonder what that's sayig about my feelings towards humanity and whether or not that means I could really kill someone in cold blood. I hope that's not what it means. Cos I don't wish anyone dead for any reason. Not even if I hated them enough could I wish anyone dead, there's been too much death in my life already. But then what's one more? The count's going up.

I could just be content not seeing anyone again. Maybe. I did miss my friends when I was away, but if I had a reason to go, I could without looking back. I could always make new friends if I wanted too. Heh, I bet I could put alot of this thinking down to my state of mind. I remember giving one of my friends a lecture on not caring. How far off the mark was I? Maybe all of it, maybe none. But damn it feels good.