Hi...
I made it out alive!
Another parental rescue...
My god, I am so grateful for them. They mean the world to me.
You may snigger to yourself, but it's true. I love them. They've saved me more times than I can count.
How can people dislike their own parents? I can't even fathom...
Anyway...
Very strange feelings at the moment...
Expectant, yet hesitant... Hopeful, yet depressed... Patient, yet confused...
Am I too weird? Or refreshingly different? I can't answer that.
Getting that intermittent 'give up and succumb to the infection' feeling again...
Rock. Me. Hard place.
Everything's so blurry, and everyone's so fake.
Although, hey, don't write yourself off yet, it's only in your head you feel left out or looked down on.
The messages are mixed, and I could probably never translate them in the first place.
Have I bored you to death yet?
Oh... sorry...
Let's talk about something terrifying. You know yesterday, when campus was being overrun...
I left the computer on while I made my escape... And I just checked my post today...
Down at the bottom... After I had fled... Someone had typed a countdown in Roman Numerals...
Actually... make that... something. What if it was a zombie? Oh shit, are they gaining sentience?
Yeah... we are so screwed.
X to I... Is this the end?
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