How can you change the world if you can’t even change your own situation first? Just saying, is all. Kinda like that whole you-can’t-be-really-happy-until-you’re-happy-with-yourself shit. Maybe I don’t totally believe it, but it’s human nature to look out for yourself before anyone else. Self preservation. Evolution. Temari, if you’ve got enough faith in mankind that you think everyone’s trying to help each other out, then I dunno whether I envy you or what. People react--s’pretty much how things tend to work out. What happened today-oh, it was raining, oh, it messed up my walking route or my commute or all that shit I left out and probably shouldn’t have. And you know, I have a fucking leak in my apartment, I think. One of the gutters or drainpipes must be busted up, because I’ve got this film of water sliding down the far corner of my room-the one that’s actually the building corner. First floor-wouldn’t think I’d be having any leakage issues. If I knew where it was coming from I could caulk it up, but it’s just there.
And it’s pretty hard trying to motivate people to go running in this nonsense. There’s an actual windblock effect-running into it actually requires effort. You’d think it’d be a great opportunity for them to just tough it the fuck out and maybe get a little better, but everyone just wants to run on the indoor track in tight little circles. Ain’t running an escape to any of them? Do they like getting stuck inside? If being Captain means I gotta be their cheerleader, I’m stepping down. They can make it to regionals by themselves.
Seems like I gotta convince everyone about something lately. The fuck is wrong with you people?
[Byakuya]
Look, I’m really sorry about the bathroom, dude, but it was a misunderstanding. I dunno how that makes me completely incapable of taking care of Rukia (who don’t listen to me ANYWAY), but yeah. My bad. I mean, you really shouldn’t even complain.
[Rukia]
Why is your brother so pissed about the bathroom?
[Private]
Kinda lame, but hard rain always makes me think of Mom. Nothing paralyzing, nothing that really makes me wanna go beat the shit outta anyone…just there. The whole thing is like this waterstained photograph in my mind. I try not to think in Polaroids. Rain isn’t bad. Rain isn’t horror. Rain isn’t nightmares. Rain is just loss and nostalgia. Rain makes me wanna be better.
Glad I figured out all this shit with Rukia. What a moron, Kurosaki.