I feel sleepy while I write this.

My high school reunion is coming up. It's been ten years since I went to high school, and I've realized that I really don't remember how people were. I remember the people, but I don't remember how anyone... was. Kinda odd. Thanks to the wonders of the internet, I'm starting to talk to people again, but I still feel as if I'm going to this thing like it's a party where I don't know anyone. I hate those kind of parties.

So, as with any event in life that makes you think about what you've done with your time here on earth, my brain started to panic, and suddenly I wanted to do all this crap I never do, like eat right and work out. Why? Cause I wanted to look good for when I went back. That's an interesting thought in and of itself. Not sure why a high school reunion would trigger such thoughts in my brain. It's not like I care what these people think of me. I think I made a big deal of looking like I didn't care back then, and I really don't remember if it (my apapthy) was genuine or just an act. It really shouldn't matter anyway. We're all human. We all bleed red. We'll all curl up and die some day.

I just plan on dying well fed.

-D out.