Each brief encounter leaves me more enamored and perplexed. A smile lights a jealous match and a laugh snuffs out every fire I've ever had. But an iris is charcoal and a word is a sudden conflagration.

Cynicism is just a lazy way to say you've been burned.

I'm only atoms and compounds and reactions. How am I possibly conscious? How can I possibly have free will? Do I? I do know that I'm only human. And strings can only be stretched so far before they break forever.
I've grown tired of school, which is surprising. I think it's because I actually have friends outside of school right now. I've made really, really slow progress. I couldn't care less if I am above average. I want to be objectively good.

Pretty average day. I was hoping to do stuff, but I'm not super disappointed that I didn't. Probably because yesterday was really fun. Oh well. I don't feel unique. I know that I'm not, but I wish I made more of an impression on people. A positive one, of course.

Pretty awesome day.

So I saw How To Train Your Dragon with a friend. But before that we played Jurassic Park and ate at Subway. After the movie we went to her house and played Tales of Vesperia and DDR. It was really fun.

D 'n D

So I played DnD with some friends today for the first time. It was pretty cool. We didn't actually get much done because we spend most of the time setting up our characters, but we got it rolling towards the end. Tomorrow is going to be very neat.

Oh goodness. Missing yesterday fucked me over.