STORY: Walking around in some dark tunnel. Afraid to take one more step. Constantly fighting the urge to leave. He turns once in awhile. To make sure I'm still following behind. He knows I'm here. He knows. He walks towards the darkness as though it weren't there. Like a shadow going home. My stomach twists from fear. In my mind thoughts race around chaotically. He's losing more than he has to gain. He knows this as well. He's fighting a battle not made for him. He's fighting for the rest. I wish I could speak to him. Tell him to stay. Tell him to run. Tell him to turn back, it's not too late. I've tried, but he doesn't hear my words. He doesn't want to hear. He's happy with this fate of his. He's satisfied. If only he knew how hard it is for me to keep up. To keep going. To feel this horrible sense of his impending death. He goes on though, walking slowly into the endless darkness. With his head held high and his soul ready to die. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ I don't know what that is. I just felt like writing something. Rambling. I'm in the mood today. I haven't done anything, except take a shower, eat some spaghetti, and watch television. Exciting. I know. Old School: Guy finds out girlfriend is a nympho. Leaves girlfriend. Moves into house right by a college campus. Throws excellent party. Gets a reputation. Becomes the 'Godfather.' Starts a fraternity so he can keep house. Parties. Laughter. Gets in trouble. Gets out of trouble. Meets girl of his dreams. Moves on to a happy life. The end. Not a bad movie. Pretty funny most of the time. "Blue, my boy!" I also tried watching Harry Potter, but by that time I was in a nice drunken state. Plus, that movie seemed to go on forever. I think I'll rewatch it tonight since I'll be sober enough to understand it. I don't know why. I'm not even a Harry Potter fan. I guess I envy the writer. She hit it big with that damn story. I just want one great one. One great character. One great theme. One great story line. One great one. Maybe someday. After I've gained more experience and my grammar improves. I have horrible grammar. HORRIBLE. It's almost like I missed all the English classes I ever took. Weird. Well I think maybe I'll get offline and call Wen or SEB and see what they're up too. I need to find a job. I'm slowly going broke and it's beginning to annoy me. Plus, I'm bored as hell. Done for now.