Alien Landscape
A Lazy Zealot
04:25 PM, Saturday, August 16, 2008
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I'm incapable of writing a full entry because being immaturely morose is slowly turning me into a zombie and a child plagued with autism.
I read a Wiki article about autism just now and it was said by one of the researchers that it's like being an anthropologist on Mars, after which I immediately went, Hey! I know how that feels like!
Maybe I'm mildly autistic. I never got along with other people except in secondary school and even then, they labelled me weird or a more polite word, eccentric. Some even teased that I sacrifice kittens to the Devil. (I don't)
This period of being one of the undead might end at the end of three weeks when my saviour returns. I highly suspect that my inclination to mope and shuffle around, moaning in a classic zombie fashion has something to do with Rudy ignoring me, Adelaide blaming me for her Daniel's death, Ris severing our friendship because she wants Adelaide all to herself and to put a toxic black icing to a shit cake, Hasini isn't around to make me feel better.
Hey what do you know! A complete entry.
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