2/19/02
      Well, here I am again. Mom dragged me to church...I won't even go through the details of why. It was not pleasent at all. I came home with a backache from just sitting there for an hour, and in a not quite nice mood. Or why else would I be writing right?
There were these little kids dancing in the isles and running back and forth to the music. They were so happy and innocent, I just sat there and watched them. They were in love with life, they didn't have a care or problem in the world. It was beautiful. Of course their parents put them back in their place, not polite to run in church, you know. And of course they didn't listen...I was so proud of them. If there is a God, I'm sure he/she/it wouldn't mind.
Funny, it reminded me of the book I'm reading. The Vampire Lestat. Really good book. There's a part right after Lestat becomes a vampire, where he's fascinated with everything. All of a sudden it's all so beautiful. People are beautiful. Everythig is new and interesting again, and he has to keep himself from crying. I like that part. I can relate to it. I guess I'm supposed to. People are very much like vampires. One minute, the world is beautiful...too beautiful in fact. The next, it's just dead. Everything's already dead. It's a lie.
*Sigh* cliches cliches. Ah well, that's all I have to say for now. Many people are IMing me and I can't write this and keep up with them at the same time.

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