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.souless soul.
9:05 p.m.>> September 11, 2001
Aheh. I feel like shit. I normally wouldn't swear but today is an exception.
The twin tower incident? Of course you know about it, if not, Aheh, well anyway. This was a very 'heavy' day. I just read a few blog entries, and one was from two people who were in school only four blocks away from the twin towers. I don't know what I would do if I were them. I'd probably just stayed behind, eh?
I would you know? I'm getting tired. When we had those rumours of 'deadly millenium' or whatnot, I can't remember it clearly, I thought to myself.
//Cool, if we all die, we can start from the beginning.//
Of course, we are all still alive here, hm? I wished the world ended back then. I really did. Because then, we wouldn't have this problem. We'd probably wouldn't exist yet.
It's around nine now, and I really want to play the piano but it'd probably make people think, "Dude, a landmark just collapsed and she's sitting there playin' the piano happily!?"
No, I usually play the piano whenever I'm depressed or feel out of life. And I can't even play it very well, but it comforts me. I dropped my piano lessons because I was afraid my family wouldn't be able to afford it. Especially after I'm going to school here.
I don't know why, but it just soothes your soul. I would play my recorder but it would bug the crap out of people.
Aheh, I think I pissed Stacia off and I have no idea what to do. I never had a best friend. Never have never will. No one knows me.
Aheh, I don't even know who's the real me.
I let it slip during a discussion about summer reading.
"Yeah, so it's like I have two personalities, one in here and one in Seattle."
"Ooh, Kai with split personalities."
No, really. I have no personality because I have too many. I act different in every situation. I might act calm in one second and infuriated in the other. I don't know how to explain it.
If you watch Digimon, think of me as Ken.
"Everything has souls! Even tables!"
"That's a very good idea, Kai!"
//Except me.//
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