It's important to know who you are. I have no idea who I am anymore. Or what I am. I've never really liked labels. Goth. Punk. Prep. Gangsta. It's all so disappointing in the end. I did nothing today. I'm beginning to think I'm a natural slacker. It's my nature to sit and think and not move. Or clean. Or cook. Or whatever. I like fighting with people. Arguing. Insulting. I get a thrill out of starting with someone. People don't like one-liner insults that are most definitely true. People don't like to hear about their flaws or 'quirks.' I don't mind it. I like insults. I also like waiting for classes to be over. I need away from this hell. College is a wonderful scam. All of school is period. I haven't learned anything in school that I couldn't have learned sitting at home watching television. I've learned more from the discovery channel. Than why go to college? Or graduate from highschool? Because. Because I got caught up in living for the expectations of others. Society prefers if you have a goal in mind. I have no goals. I don't want to settle down to some 8 to 5 office job where all I do is take orders and discuss boring topics like 'internet speed.' It could all come crashing down around me and I'd still smile. Materials aren't important to me. "My mother made me choose what I would take with me if a fire came...she said if I was brave I'd take nothing." ~White Oleander. "Fuck redemption" ~White Oldeander. The best lines are in films. The truths of life are hidden in secret messages in books and movies and video games. I'm in a a philisophical mood tonight. It's unfortunate that no one's around to share. People don't like to discuss the darker aspects of life. I find that disappointing. I don't find the darker any more threatening then the lighter. It's all the same. Most people can never live up to what you expect. Your level. We each have one. Our very own high plain. Intellectual power. It's never fully met. O well. Today was Easter. Tomorrow will be Monday. It's all the same. Done for now.