Day Two, already?
No room change for me save that I have a roommate, a female by the looks of things. Hopefully she will not be like any other females I know. I rather not be roomed with another Hawkeye-esque female, they're too scary to deal with and one is enough for me.
Not surprisingly, I'm still alive after yesterday's events--a fact I love greatly. All seems to be well save a sudden tree has sprouted in the center of my room. Odd since this is not the Rainforeset-esque floor. I will have to meet with Mr. Endo sometime soon and very much buy new copies of the books I have forgotten in the dojo (I doubt they're still in there now).
All in all, I suppose I should go swimming later today. Maybe at the Darwin Pool? I could do some meditation but I rather just relax simply today. No sparring, that's for sure. I rather not go through the same thing I did yesterday. Oh well, what's been done has been done. You can't take things back once they have happened. It's the rule of Fate.
Deal with the cards it has dealt you and deal with them wisely.
An idiotic move may just be your downfall.
† PRIVATE †
I have received four messages by someone stating he is my late and dead friend, Maes Hughes. This is absurd. Maes is dead and he still is. I visited his grave only days before coming here. Not to mention I was there to examine his dead body for indentification purposes. I WAS ALSO AT HIS DAMN FUNERAL! I KNOW WHAT I SAW!
MY BEST FRIEND IS ISHBALLA FUCKING SHIT OF A WHORE'S CUNT DEAD!!! NOTHING IS GOING TO BRING HIM BACK TO LIFE, DAMN IT!!!
The damn fucking moment I see this IMPOSTER, I'll kill him. I'll kill him with my bare hands damn it. I still have the gun that I shot those two doctors with and I'll fucking use it on him if I have to. There is seriously something wrong when one takes the persona of the dead and that is as much as a TABOO as HUMAN TRANSMUTATION, damn it!
Better yet, it might be one huge damn sick joke of Envy, yeah... that's it. It's that damn Homunculi doing this. It has to... Maes is dead and he'll stay dead.
There's no way in hell, he could still be alive.
No way.
Just no way.
† /PRIVATE †
Not surprisingly, I'm still alive after yesterday's events--a fact I love greatly. All seems to be well save a sudden tree has sprouted in the center of my room. Odd since this is not the Rainforeset-esque floor. I will have to meet with Mr. Endo sometime soon and very much buy new copies of the books I have forgotten in the dojo (I doubt they're still in there now).
All in all, I suppose I should go swimming later today. Maybe at the Darwin Pool? I could do some meditation but I rather just relax simply today. No sparring, that's for sure. I rather not go through the same thing I did yesterday. Oh well, what's been done has been done. You can't take things back once they have happened. It's the rule of Fate.
Deal with the cards it has dealt you and deal with them wisely.
An idiotic move may just be your downfall.
† PRIVATE †
I have received four messages by someone stating he is my late and dead friend, Maes Hughes. This is absurd. Maes is dead and he still is. I visited his grave only days before coming here. Not to mention I was there to examine his dead body for indentification purposes. I WAS ALSO AT HIS DAMN FUNERAL! I KNOW WHAT I SAW!
MY BEST FRIEND IS ISHBALLA FUCKING SHIT OF A WHORE'S CUNT DEAD!!! NOTHING IS GOING TO BRING HIM BACK TO LIFE, DAMN IT!!!
The damn fucking moment I see this IMPOSTER, I'll kill him. I'll kill him with my bare hands damn it. I still have the gun that I shot those two doctors with and I'll fucking use it on him if I have to. There is seriously something wrong when one takes the persona of the dead and that is as much as a TABOO as HUMAN TRANSMUTATION, damn it!
Better yet, it might be one huge damn sick joke of Envy, yeah... that's it. It's that damn Homunculi doing this. It has to... Maes is dead and he'll stay dead.
There's no way in hell, he could still be alive.
No way.
Just no way.
† /PRIVATE †