People at my school squabble like little children. It is really irritating. It irks me that I let that get to me. They're all lost. All waiting for a guiding hand to lead them. And when they found out they will be none, they'll all be forced to fend for themselves. Some fall into the darkness of the eternal void, others become puppets, very rarely does one reach the limits of their own greatness. There's high school for ya.

I'm in a really dark and morose mood right now. I've been in it all day. In fact, I don't really feel like myself. I feel like I'm floating. Watching everything from outside my body. It just gives me the impression of just how meaningless life is. Patterns. We do everything in patterns. Even the most impulsive of people have a pattern to their impulsiveness. Is there any excitement in life? We all go about our lives independently, doing things for ourselves and perhaps sometimes for other people, but we are all so dependent on one another, then why do we try so hard to stand out or not? It's a pattern within a pattern. We're all searching for something. But that search leads to where? It leads right back to where we started. Today, I saw the intricate patterns of every individual and how they tie into one big picture, to form something unique and unwordly. It's really quite amazing. Yet there are darker sides that make it even more beautiful.

And it's so depressing.

I am in a strange mood tonight. Joy. Work. I need mean rude customers so I can bitch and take out my anger.

It should be illegal for women to have periods.

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