Morning:
I woke up a few minutes earlier than the set time on the alarm of my old Samsung cell phone.
It was around 9:16 in the morning when I checked the time in my worn out alarm clock, it was a good thing that I woke up ahead of the set time, had I not then I would've slept through the whole morning.
This was probably the doing of the entities responsible in the Astral Plain.
I spent my Saturday morning surfing the net and did a marathon of Mahou Sensei Negima. I am now at Asuna's arc with only two episodes left.
It was especially emotional, even if this was my 2nd or maybe 3rd time around watching the series. Episode 23 started it all, Asuna's death in her 14th birthday was really sad.
Anyways, I tried combining 2 cup noodles of the same brand but with different flavors. The result was a very heavy breakfast but the taste of the local cup noodles were better than usual. I'll be combining more noodles in days to come.
Day:
Rain started to pour down in the afternoon.
My mom arrived around 1:20 pm. She , again for the 3rd week, brought the topic about me forgiving my biological father.
That has to stop, alright.
Because of that, my whole day was ruined. Yes, I wanted the whole world to collapse again. I wished for the rapture to start and that I don't care if I haven't even been born.
I hate my biological father, I DESPISE HIM.
If only there is some way I could really REALLY bring that idea to the person's concern so that they could stop annoying me with "please forgive your father" "maybe it's time we accepted him back"
SON OF A FUCKING BITCH
I quit. I just can't take it anymore.
I want to die now. If they want that person back then bring him back. I don't need to love and forgive him. I have no power of giving the Right of Passage. I DON'T GIVE A DAMN ABOUT YOU.
Sorry, I just really need to get that out.
Imagine containing anger for so long and you can't really release it because the people of this world are just so stupid that they'd judge you for simple hatred.
This world really needs to go. I really do hope that the world destroys itself.
I'm sure Mother Nature is already tired of all our shit. I quit. I want to die now. But sadly, I'm still an immortal being until my 18th birthday.
Well anyway, it's just a little under 5 months away so I should really wait. Suicide is not an option for me. It's either I get killed or I naturally die. I don't want to kill myself. I'm already tired of people's shit to be shitting myself.
THIS WORLD REALLY NEEDS TO GO.
Again, I'm sorry for bitching about this on the internet. I'm just not the same passive person when I am angry.
I guess you could say that I'm really a yangire after all rather than being a dandere.
My mom brought with her the formula of pissing me off and ruining my day, and also my food for how many days I can make it last and also parisian macaroons.
Still these macaroons weren't enough to quell my anger. (I'll post the pic. tomorrow)
We went to mass at 5:15,
the homily of the priest was especially great today. I was impressed.
We ate dinner at Chowking and did ur groceries
take not I was pissed off for the whole day. Even now as I type these words.
I don't care anymore. Whether I'm full of hatred or if I'm turning into an antagonist.
You know, what Harvey Dent said was actually true. You either die a hero or live long enough to see yourself a villain.
And the child hero inside me is long gone. I guess now I am an antagonist.
I just hope that I don't end up running rampant killing people who get me pissed off.
I hate the conventional mad scientist, villain killer etc.
If I were to become a villain, I'd still side with the good guys then kill them all during their celebration and laugh at their corpses.
I am no longer the light of the morning sun sent to vanquish the evil that looms in the darkness.
My cape is long stained by the darkness of hatred.
I quit. I don;t wanna be good anymore.
I QUIT.
Night:
Before I started typing all of these, I went to a marathon frenzy watching the past 39's giving day and falling in love with Miku Hatsune.
I also started my own version (sort of an entry) to the Monogatari series.
I entitled it Inumonogatari and it chronicles my life during the times when our family was once "complete and happy".
Well then, I am still extremely pissed off right now.
Forgive my crude language but expect it to happen more often if I keep getting pissed off by the people of this world.
Well then even if I didn't have a good day and night, I still wish you, reader, a good life.
Goodbye.
Tomorrow I might die. Or Inukami might cease to exist entirely.
If my life turned out to be just one silly joke, it's fine.
I still enjoyed it. And the joke is on the persons responsible.
Right now, at 17, I feel stupid and loved. But if people keep forcing unwanted things in me then I am bound to break.
I belong to a different world. I think I do.
Sometimes I think that I was misplaced.
Maybe I belong to a different dimension. I guess we all make mistakes sometimes.
Again, goodbye.
I woke up a few minutes earlier than the set time on the alarm of my old Samsung cell phone.
It was around 9:16 in the morning when I checked the time in my worn out alarm clock, it was a good thing that I woke up ahead of the set time, had I not then I would've slept through the whole morning.
This was probably the doing of the entities responsible in the Astral Plain.
I spent my Saturday morning surfing the net and did a marathon of Mahou Sensei Negima. I am now at Asuna's arc with only two episodes left.
It was especially emotional, even if this was my 2nd or maybe 3rd time around watching the series. Episode 23 started it all, Asuna's death in her 14th birthday was really sad.
Anyways, I tried combining 2 cup noodles of the same brand but with different flavors. The result was a very heavy breakfast but the taste of the local cup noodles were better than usual. I'll be combining more noodles in days to come.
Day:
Rain started to pour down in the afternoon.
My mom arrived around 1:20 pm. She , again for the 3rd week, brought the topic about me forgiving my biological father.
That has to stop, alright.
Because of that, my whole day was ruined. Yes, I wanted the whole world to collapse again. I wished for the rapture to start and that I don't care if I haven't even been born.
I hate my biological father, I DESPISE HIM.
If only there is some way I could really REALLY bring that idea to the person's concern so that they could stop annoying me with "please forgive your father" "maybe it's time we accepted him back"
SON OF A FUCKING BITCH
I quit. I just can't take it anymore.
I want to die now. If they want that person back then bring him back. I don't need to love and forgive him. I have no power of giving the Right of Passage. I DON'T GIVE A DAMN ABOUT YOU.
Sorry, I just really need to get that out.
Imagine containing anger for so long and you can't really release it because the people of this world are just so stupid that they'd judge you for simple hatred.
This world really needs to go. I really do hope that the world destroys itself.
I'm sure Mother Nature is already tired of all our shit. I quit. I want to die now. But sadly, I'm still an immortal being until my 18th birthday.
Well anyway, it's just a little under 5 months away so I should really wait. Suicide is not an option for me. It's either I get killed or I naturally die. I don't want to kill myself. I'm already tired of people's shit to be shitting myself.
THIS WORLD REALLY NEEDS TO GO.
Again, I'm sorry for bitching about this on the internet. I'm just not the same passive person when I am angry.
I guess you could say that I'm really a yangire after all rather than being a dandere.
My mom brought with her the formula of pissing me off and ruining my day, and also my food for how many days I can make it last and also parisian macaroons.
Still these macaroons weren't enough to quell my anger. (I'll post the pic. tomorrow)
We went to mass at 5:15,
the homily of the priest was especially great today. I was impressed.
We ate dinner at Chowking and did ur groceries
take not I was pissed off for the whole day. Even now as I type these words.
I don't care anymore. Whether I'm full of hatred or if I'm turning into an antagonist.
You know, what Harvey Dent said was actually true. You either die a hero or live long enough to see yourself a villain.
And the child hero inside me is long gone. I guess now I am an antagonist.
I just hope that I don't end up running rampant killing people who get me pissed off.
I hate the conventional mad scientist, villain killer etc.
If I were to become a villain, I'd still side with the good guys then kill them all during their celebration and laugh at their corpses.
I am no longer the light of the morning sun sent to vanquish the evil that looms in the darkness.
My cape is long stained by the darkness of hatred.
I quit. I don;t wanna be good anymore.
I QUIT.
Night:
Before I started typing all of these, I went to a marathon frenzy watching the past 39's giving day and falling in love with Miku Hatsune.
I also started my own version (sort of an entry) to the Monogatari series.
I entitled it Inumonogatari and it chronicles my life during the times when our family was once "complete and happy".
Well then, I am still extremely pissed off right now.
Forgive my crude language but expect it to happen more often if I keep getting pissed off by the people of this world.
Well then even if I didn't have a good day and night, I still wish you, reader, a good life.
Goodbye.
Tomorrow I might die. Or Inukami might cease to exist entirely.
If my life turned out to be just one silly joke, it's fine.
I still enjoyed it. And the joke is on the persons responsible.
Right now, at 17, I feel stupid and loved. But if people keep forcing unwanted things in me then I am bound to break.
I belong to a different world. I think I do.
Sometimes I think that I was misplaced.
Maybe I belong to a different dimension. I guess we all make mistakes sometimes.
Again, goodbye.
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