Naoe Nagi

10:12am:
( Private entry )

11:19am:
( Private entry )

12:20am: "But I don't want to go among mad people," Alice remarked.

"Oh, you can't help that," said the Cat. "We're all mad here. I'm mad. You're mad."

"How do you know I'm mad?" said Alice.

"You must be," said the Cat. "Or you wouldn't have come here."

What is madness and what is sanity? I don't think I know the difference any longer. Enemies have become friends and in some cases, lovers. Our pasts are not what they appear to be and our futures are uncertain. The very fabric of reality seems to be tearing apart around us, and the answers continue to elude us.

I'm beginning to think that the Cat has the right idea.

5:14pm:
( Private thoughts. )

3:36pm: ( Completely off topic, non-RP related, and generally hysterical. Dont' read if you don't want to. )

10:07am: Idle thoughts.
I'm going to be sore as hell when I finally get up. I woke earlier, still curled at the end of the hallway and sitting with my back against the wall. Brad's laying on the floor beside me, and I've got his head resting against my legs. I'm not sure what got him in this condition, but I'm hoping he wakes soon. Or that Farfarello and Schuldig get back soon. Maybe I'm being too paranoid, but I'm of the firm belief that when you know you're being hunted, there's no such thing as too paranoid.

So I'm left here with my thoughts, which are now happily chasing each other around my mind. If I don't do something soon, I'll go insane here. It doesn't take much of a pull before I see my laptop hovering down the hall towards me. The wireless network is a blessing at this point, and I let the machine rest on the floor beside me. No sense in wasting idle time.

One hand moves over the keyboard, the light tapping becoming a monotanous white noise in the background that soothes me somehow. Perhaps it's the familiarity, or the fact that when I'm occupied, I can't think on anything else. Weiß has to have some kind of online presence... after all, it's been proven that Bombay likes to think he's a match for me.

Even if I find nothing, it's a way to pass the time. And if I do find a trace of them... so much the better.

5:15pm: Paranoia...
...can be a good thing. It can also be a royal pain, when it's unfounded. I'm fairly convinced now that mine is NOT unfounded.

Someone's been accessing my school records. It was recent, that's all I was able to get. Whoever did it, covered their tracks very nicely. I've now removed myself from the student records of Bunka Senior High School, and gotten rid of every trace that I was there, save for personal witnesses. It's not exactly like I can kill everyone to rid myself of that.

( Private thoughts. )

Screw it. I find out who was going through the records and I'll eliminate them myself. I get the feeling that this will reek of Weiß, the same way as everything else has recently. Bastards...

Fine. If they're behind this, then they're the ones responsible for fucking up my life yet again. I WILL get even.

10:22pm: Damnit.
I'm on edge tonight. I can't explain it, I don't know WHY and it's driving me up a tree. The only thing I can do is sit here and type and keep my mind occupied so that I don't have time to think about it. It wouldn't be so damned bad if I could figure out what was causing it, but the only thing I can equal it to is waiting for the other shoe to drop.

DAMNIT, I've been telling the others for years to treat me like an adult instead of a kid... and here I am, jumping at shadows like some simpering child. I will NOT let this continue.

Brad, if you see this, I'm doing some research into Weiß. They're active again, according to several sources I've uncovered, but no one seems to know why. This should be enough to keep me occupied for a while.

6:52pm: ( Private entry )

7:31pm: Testing...
Just an OOC test to make sure the community is picking up everything. Stupid limits on friends lists... don't know why that happened.