Roll the dice...

I should have known that believing in what I do would lead me to a fight. I have seen it before, but it never really clicked that it would be the same for me. I suppose it is ironic that one person who is able to understand me chooses not to. I mean they're obviously smart enough to get it, they even acknowledge it, but deny it because it's so incredibly opposite to what they hold to them. Odd.

I felt a very strange sort of urge today, during one of the world's longest, most pointless preaches to the school. I was sitting in the sound booth with a very real desire to throw up, because everything he said was a living, breathing version of what I have read, and what society as a whole is. To be honest, I don't care about social welfare, I don't care about community, I don't care about humility in the sense they understand it, I don't care about people as a whole. I do however care about individuals, so friends, don't panic, I love you still. Anyhow, it's kind of like survival of the fittest in a way, - more irony there in the fact that this was mentioned in the speech - because society will survive on its own, possibly better purely capitalist, purely selfish. Maybe it is selfish and supremist, so? Only to you it is.

Tonight is a strange night. I feel exceptionally tired, having had an epic day. Happy birthday, Dil. =)

It's kind of funny, I was just thinking that I would love to write a journal, and write it all the time, making note of all the memories I liked and wanted to keep, but then I figured, if you spent all your time writing, you would have nothing to write about. What could you say "OMG this dickhead bumped my elbow and I got angry so I threw my pen at him and yelled obscenities. Oh look, security is coming. Fuuuuuuucccccckkkk............."?

And with that I take my leave. Leaf.

Dice.