Last night I had a dream of the apocalypse. There were more details... but I just can't bring myself to remember. Maybe I'll make a dream diary.
I'm not sure where I stand with Vivian anymore. She says I give her a "cold look", but that's just the way my eyes are. All I hear from her now is "Why are you so mean to me?" I know she cares a lot about me, but does my lack of caring mean I'm rude?
Marie showed me some videos made by that boy that brings me strange memories. She asked me what I thought of him, I lied and said "Nothing. Not like I talk to him or anything." she asked me "Do you like, zone him out?" I wish, but he sits behind me and talks often. For some reason hearing his voice instills hatred within me, not necessarily for him, but the human race in general. I now realize that I despise him for making me feel this way. For reminding me of things that I don't quite understand or want to be reminded of. There are so many things I want to forget, yet so many more I want to understand, and not just about me, but the world in general too.
I guess these things don't matter anyway-- they mean nothing.
The strange thing is, I almost wish they did...