bleahhh;
the last hurrah
& Friday, June 30
i'm sleepy, but i need to write.
it's nice being alone in the room, but i like the whole house to be filled. at least things can be done without scrutiny. and help, if i ever need it, is just a word away. dont even need to shout.
yesterday was pretty horrible. just me and my brother. a perfect rehearsal of what is to come. sheesh i thought it would be quite fun, really. o well i just realised it's an awesome responsibility. plus the amount of self-control needed to not eat sleep live within a metre radius around the tv is enormous. no better way to learn to take care of myself and someone else, figure out the washing machine. and relive japan - sleep on mattress
why write? i have no idea
my head hurts. so maybe physical laws still count in the human world. pressure release (geographyy) can cause curvillinear cracks. i just need to get everything back together, do the right thing. quit worrying. get my choleric back because it's flying away and i cant see it within me. maybe it never was, just impressions untrue. am planning to plan. planning to start. starting tomorrow, or today for that matter. selfsufficency is the way to go.
now i know why i write.
the time article made me want to go to Eton. only it's for guys :(
one cannot be selfsufficient if the mind is easily influenced
and the flesh easily tempted.
goodbye
12:04 AM