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Friday, August 1
Hello again. Yes, I realise that I am talking to myself again, but that's okay, because its comforting to know that I can talk to someone who understands exactly how I'm feeling. Because sometimes, I feel like I have no one but myself to turn to when I need help.
I've just spent the past 20 minutes or so helping someone with their life. Giving them advice that I believe came deep down from my heart, and advice that should be well appreciated. I seem to do that a lot lately. There are two people in particular, who are constantly asking me for help. And I can't help but to feel like a teacher teaching a subject they know nothing about.
Seriously, why must they ask me? Don't they realise that my life is just as messed up as theirs? Can't they see that no matter how hard I try, I can't ever achieve a full 24 hours of happiness. Because something always comes along and blows it up. They're asking advice from me, someone who chases the impossible for a while, then runs out of breath and collapses, waiting for things to happen for itself.
And me giving this advice to these people? It makes me feel like an irresponsible jerk. I hope that by the time you read this, sometime in the future, you would be a step closer to understanding why the hell you were put in this world.
Anyways, I will stop drowning myself in self-pity. Lets talk about what I've done since I last talked to myself. I survived subject selections. I know that what I chose probably will hugely affect what you're doing right now. You could be cursing yourself for being stupid enough to choose the subjects you chose, for all I know. But lets hope that you aren't.
Another life changing decision was my choice to become a vegetarian. I hope you are still avoiding meat when you read this.
Today was bad. I think my parents have finally accepted the fact that I'm a vegetarian. Sure, they yelled and lectured for like three hours, but that's just their way of accepting things. They yelled and lectured for days about subject selections too.
Okay, now I'm getting this awkward moment feeling. Which shouldn't be happening, since I am talking to myself here, and what kind of person would experience those awkward silences in their conversations with themselves? I guess I'm just out of things to say to myself now. I mean, you would get bored of talking to yourself eventually right?
Ahh, I'm going to go and indulge in the magical world of Maple Story now, before I bore you to death. I'll write again next month, I promise.
