redeem my sins
free me from my torment
evil beckons
he watches

Its June now

YOU DON'T SAY KEBDOABWFLEPWBSKJA-

*ahem*

Anyways, June is here. In a few weeks, I'll be going for surgery to remove an impacted wisdom tooth. The first of three.

I'm getting alone just fine. And by just fine, I mean thingd are getting worse.

Excuse my spelling mistakes, I have an iPod Touch. And my fat, Asian thumbs + small iPod Touch keyboard = spelling mistakes galore. I realise I've been making a lot in my previous posts, but I don't really bother. People still understand myi posts, right?

Anyways, elaboration: my sleepless nights have returned, speak of the devil. I've been getting stronger and stronger feelings of being watched, and sometimes I catch some shadows that move for a SECOND, before stopping. I've been getting increasingly paranoid, though nothing serious yet. My memory's also been getting poorer, don't know why. I've been forgetting little things like the songs I put into my music player, the homework I'm supposed to do, even things like the day of the week, and the current month.

I'm scared. I really am. I hope nothing else happens and you-know-who loses interest in me.

- DJ

le Sigh

Really now? Everything's gone quiet. I've been sleeping nice and well these past few days. What's going on? I hope this lasts, then I can finally rest easy.

Then again... I did have this weird dream yesterday. I didn't put much thought in it, but I do remember some details about it. So here goes.


Mmm... I remember it was...set in WWII. I remember distinctly that, in the dream, I wasn't me. I was in someone else's shoes, like a video game. I was...either British or American, I couldn't tell, but I remember that I was Caucasian in my dream. Hehe, an Asian dreaming that he's white, go figure. x3

I had an M1 Garand with a sniper scope and a Thompson submachine gun. I remember it was set in these...ruins. Bombed out ruins of a town, places on fire. Gunfire, explosions everywhere. Planes flying overhead, people yelling and screaming, bombs going off, people dying, smoke everywhere. It was madness. I can distinctly remember the feel of it all, the smell of burnt flesh, smoke, the sounds of gunfire, the smell of gunpowder. The feel of the gun in my hands.

I remember...watching these two blokes. They were Caucasian too, though I can distinctly remember they spoke a language other than English. I can remember holding up my gun, staring through the scope at them. My perch was up high, on some sort of bombed out ledge. Then I shot at them.

Now, this is where things started getting weird. I don't know whether its the fact I play a lot of shooters or something else, but I remember hitting one of them and watching a chunk of his health bar disappear. He had a health bar. And so did his buddy, the red bar suddenly appearing above his head. The two of them then whirled around and started shooting back! I could feel the thumps of bullets hitting me, and my vision getting really red around the edges.

Sounds like I'm describing a video game right? Like Call of Duty: World at War or something.

Anyways!

I remember firing back for a while, before the ammo in my rifle ran out. I had to abandon the rifle and then abandoning my perch. The Thompson was in my hands, suddenly, as I ran down into the still-burning ruins of the building I was in. I ran outside and caught sight of the two round a corner. With gun in hand, I ran out, spraying them with lead. I could see the red of their health bars going down and down and down until they both ran out. The two of them collapsed, apparently dead. I ran over to their corpses and took their dogtags.

Then I got hit bad. Boom, the gunshot came a split second later. Sniper. Apparently I had taken a hell of a hit, because I remember my vison suddenly growing black as I sank to my knees, then collapsed as blackness engulfed me.



Then I woke up.

True story. I have really weird dreams sometimes.

- DJ

Bleh

Welp, new entry in Marble Hornets. I didn't expect the hooded guy to reappear again.
Ugh, so bored. I really don't know what to do right now. School is getting boring. Having no games is getting boring. I really don't know what to do right now.

Well, at least I have my music, my sketchbooks, my pencils and such. But only during my free time. Otherwise, its just boredom city. Ugh.

- DJ

Happy Birthday to Me

I turn 20 today. ADULTHOOD HO

In any case, another weird phenomena that's been going on: my MP3 player's been weirding out on me lately. Sometimes I hear whispers in the quiet bits of my favorite songs, other times I find that my player has songs in it that I don't remember being there.

The phantom songs? All from my own library, so hey, its all good. Maybe Slendy's helping me reorganise my music? If so, thanks, big guy! Least I don't have to turn on my desktop to get new songs now~

- DJ

Getting Better

The flu in general has eased off now. I'm still sick, down with a cough and general throat infection, but that's going away too.

I'm getting better, hooray~

Anyway, short update is short, nothing much else to say, so ciao!

Oooh I don't feel so good

Got a self-diagnosed fever, along with my dry cough and sore throat.
Things aren't looking too good for me.

Something scares me, though. I looked up the symptoms of tuberculosis, a disease of which I was in contact with last week at the Communicable Disease Center here, or CDC. The general symptoms of it are eeriely similar to the symptoms I have. Fever, chills, cough. I know that I'm making many dead nurses roll around in their graves by self-diagnosing myself like this, but hey. Its good practice for when I'll be a nurse out in the hospitals. This isn't a random guess, its a preliminary diagnosis, which is kinda like a guess, but has some weight behind it.

Another disease I may or may not have is MRSA, or methicillin-resistant staphylococcus aurous. Its a superbug that is immune to most methicillin antibiotics. Commonly found in hospitals anf the CDC, which is where I went last week. Again, same symptoms: fever, general unwell feeling, chills. And I am scared even more.

I really, really don't want to get badly ill so early into school. I'll keep you guys updated.

- DJ