Sitting up in a dark room. Snores. Snores from Schwester and Chica.
Snores from Mr. Wisconsin and Ms. Hummingbird next door. Schwester keeps putting her feet on me... ew. *push*

Going to watch X-files.

Math in the morning.

Why do people HAVE to have a "light at the end of a tunnel."
Example: God.

Religions say that you have a mission on Earth. God's plan.
Why can't you just live? Why do lives HAVE to have some kind of divine purpose?