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Wednesday, July 28th, 2004
9:04 pm - ...?
Have you even had one of those days where you just wanted to beat yourself in the head repeatedly with a brick?

Yeah, me neither, but it's a fun question to ask.

But seriously... I guess I'm more for this war than I thought. I just want to get it over with, really, but if war's thew only way to do it, I'm perfectly ready to jump in and start cracking skulls. Or perhaps I should take a more dignified route and just hex somebody.

My fingers are weary. That means my entry is done.

current mood: calm

(1 disappearance | come get me)

Saturday, July 24th, 2004
5:58 pm - *sigh*
I don't know...

I feel I should be focusing every nerve on this war at hand. I really ought to. But I can't help it, dammit. I'm a human. I need human contact and interaction. I need to have fun otherwise I'll lose my mind and be of no use to anyone. When I'm needed, I'll go.

Yeah, it's short. Bite me.

current mood: pensive

(3 disappearances | come get me)

Wednesday, July 14th, 2004
6:30 pm - You're just jealous
Yeah... that's it... right... >.<

Okay, okay, so I'm a wolf, a hound, a flirt, whatever you want to call me. I admit it! I have a weakness towards women. You can't blame me for wanting someone... a lot... Let's just say I haven't found the right girl yet, eh?

Maybe I should calm down, though. Maybe I should try this slower and see if I can find a girl made for me. Maybe...

Dear Merlin, what am I saying?

current mood: energetic

(1 disappearance | come get me)

Monday, July 12th, 2004
6:29 pm - Mine and no one else's
In my life, I decide, and it turns me on
How I am, how I live, who I love
In my way, I feel strong, and it turns me on
In my life, I decide, I decide...

How very true, I'd say.

This is foolish. Kevin's right, the sooner we get this war over with the least bloodshed as possible, the better off we will all be. We can't just hide out and pretend it has nothing to do with us. A war doesn't choose who it targets. It targets everyone, and that's a nasty fact. Believe me or not, it's the truth, and it's one everyone's going to have to accept eventually. I'll admit, I had no intention of being involved at first. I just wanted to run somewhere and hide and wait for it all to be over. I'm not to keen on dying, believe me. But this is a duty that each of us have.

So in short, let's get this over with. Tell me what to do, I'll do it. I just want this all to end.

current mood: irritated

(1 disappearance | come get me)

Sunday, July 11th, 2004
12:21 pm - Roar
Is wanting things to go back to normal a bad thing? I mean, honestly; that's all I've wanted for almost 4 bleedin' years now. I want to find my own place, my own niche in society, get my brother, never hear from my crackpot mum again, and live my life.

Murphey's law needs to sod off.

Merlin... Kacz, I'm sorry. Really, I am. Wherever you are, I hope you're okay and happier than me. If you're not... well, damn. You're one depressed son of a bitch. When this is all over, I will come and get you like I promised. I just don't know where you are. Stay well.

...What the bloody hell am I doing? This is my journal, not a flippin' owl! I'm losing my mind. I figure it's official by now. I realize no one's perfect, but let's get real. I'm one fucked up individual.

And it's bloody sweltering where I'm sitting! Oh Rowan, get off it. Just stop whining, have fun, and kick some ass when the time comes. Heh... it's amazing how much the cover of a Beach Boys song by a German metal group can cheer you up.

Ah, words to live by...

current mood: discontent

(come get me)

Saturday, July 10th, 2004
1:47 pm - A nice nap
Well, that certainly did the trick to clear my head and keep me from knocking over some building. But of course, I wake up, and no one's around. From what I heard from Kevin, everyone's at Terry's party.

One problem: how the bloody hell do I get there?

current mood: awake
Thursday, July 8th, 2004
10:30 pm - It figures...
I get back from Germany and what do I find?


Why is it that as soon as I set foot off this bloody rock, everything fell to pieces? I mean, how many people are dead now? How many? Over a dozen? *insert scream of absolute frustration* Unbelievable!!!

Please excuse me. I'm going to go blow something up now. Damn it all...

current mood: pissed off

(6 disappearances | come get me)

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