During my morning run this morning, I saw that guy with those messy bangs, like a minuscule sandstorm upon his forehead, driving by in a blue-grey car. Maybe it was a Volvo, but I wasn't so sure. Then again, I wasn't so sure it was specifically that guy that I silently shared coffee with two nights ago. With music pounding in my ears, maybe I was seeing things. Then again, why would he or anyone be driving around campus at 5 in the morning, on a weekend. But still, then again, what am I doing up at 5 am running, on a weekend? Oh well. I guess habits are just habits.

Around noon, Mel said she was going out with a friend and asked me if I wanted to come along. I passed, saying I had homework to do. Well, I did, so I stayed. And sat down to write a paper about an analysis of an except of a novel we read in English class. It was by some Japanese author and was translated into English. But I've got to say that the translation was superb.

The character is wandering though a wood. Well, to be more specific, he is there, walking through this dense wood because he wants to. He has a purpose, yet does not. And he keeps walking, marking trees with spray paint to find his way back. But at one point, he throws out everything and walks without looking back. Then finds himself at the Entrance. And follows the Guards in. He's on a journey of himself. To find himself. To try and realize what he is, why he is, and how he is. I need one. Maybe. Like right now. Except, I don't want to get lost.

I ended up writing about 3 pages. MLA format though. So about a good page and a half. Then Mel was back and she settled down to her homework as well. We had some weird fake Chinese food for dinner, with all the oil and stuff. The fortune cookies were okay, probably the best out of everything, but their fortunes were just rows of nonsense numbers. I really don't think its the lottery, but it was close enough.

Is life a lottery? I don't know. I need someone to help me with this freaking annoying math homework worksheet (workshit) that I have to do. I wish I could go down into a well and just meld into the ground. (Some depressing lines, right there lol)

Signing off,

Naomi