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So, the last few days at a glance.

I finished up Sputnik Sweetheart and I'm on to the greatest evil: Atlas Shrugged by Ayn Rand. The only reason I'm picking this gem up is because I've heard so much about it being the most embarrassing, pompous book. I want to read it before I make any further judgement, just like I did with Dianetics (which turns out, wasn't half bad). I respect Objectivism. I'm excited to see how it plays out. It really does sound pretty interesting.

I've had a lot to write in the past few days and I'm not sure how I feel about a lot of things, but that's alright with me. I've been pretty inspired thanks to all this reading I've been doing- so I'm sure some of it will come out somewhere.

School's been alright I guess. I don't have a lot to say about it. I've been making time to actually do projects. As weird as it sounds, I feel good declining plans because I've got other things to do that hold priority. It's a kind of discipline I've never really had. Although it's 5:49am on Saturday, I guess it's fine to loosen your grip on routine just a little bit over the weekend. I am as tired as shit though, so whatever. Hindsight etc. I'm feeling a little bit more crazy lately. I'm not sure if its due to stress or what, but really- I'm not in the soundest of minds. I don't really like divulging this stuff on the internet but it's not like anyone's reading this except for A dog, E dog, and that random follower I have (what up, what up). The crazy is basically myself being able to convince myself of things that I may wonder why I've convinced myself of it later on. Stuff that makes absolutely no sense. I'm not going to get too far into it, but I feel extremely illogical, captain. Completely illogical.

More on Sputnik Sweetheart; the most boring part of the book is the set-up. I found it to be obvious and straight-forward, nothing worth 70 pages of 229. It's a story of a young female drop-out writer, as told by her primary school teacher friend who is in love with her. It sets its self up as a romance novel concerning Sumire (the young female writer), K (the teacher), and Miu, Sumire's love interest who's also female, and a successful, married, business woman. I'm not really in the mood to go over it now- but the story really delves into the metaphysical and deals with a lot of paranormal subjects. To give you the gist; there once was a cat who disappeared into mid-air. Like smoke. It never came back. He loved that cat and it was his first and last.

I'm really very tired. I bought some nice shoes today and I don't even care. I scraped up my leg but I guess it's not a big deal or anything. I feel good.