I don't know why I'm making a journal.
Actually, I do know why. Haha.
Becausseee ..I was just reading all my old entries and reminiscing and crap, and so I felt I had to make a new entry.

I feel like I've grown a lot over the span of about two years.
Not just physically [well not really physically at all. Haha], but mostly mentally.
Hahaha, okay, I don't know what the point of this was.
I'm just extremely bored, and it's mother's day tomorrow, and yeah.

I had fun today/yesterday/the day before.

But before I go, I'd like to talk about my new favorite book The Time Traveler's Wife.
Hahah. It's beautifully ..crafted. I don't know. The writing isn't my type, I guess, but the whole story, and how it was ..made, was just wonderful.

Hm, this one part really got to me, though.

"And when somebody is that patient, you have to feel grateful, and then you want to hurt them. Does that make any sense?"

- Henry, p. 161

No, it doesn't make sense to me ..
Does this apply to a lot of other people? Why would you want to hurt them?

I don't understand.