Below are the 7 most recent journal entries recorded in Hate's LiveJournal:

Tuesday, May 10th, 2005
11:48 am	Droning on of Existance Is droning a word? It looks wrong, like a lot of things in life. The more good happens the more we feel something is wrong. We can't wait to leave here, change things around, and stop sitting and waiting. Working at the mall only proves Dan's and my theory on people being insects except not nearly as efficient. I think I'll be around some more, Dan's been missing some feelings and really needs to express himself like a big boy. (1 Comment |Comment on this)
Saturday, June 12th, 2004
8:02 am	I'm not sure if anyone actually reads my journal. I guess it doesn't matter, anything worth writing is probably going to be written in Dan's. Almost depressing, to a depressed entity. Though I have whatever Dan does. I myself, have no friends. It's quite startling coming to that conclusion, one that shouldn't effect me. Why do I feel loneliness? It truly isn't in my nature. (4 Comments |Comment on this)
Monday, January 26th, 2004
9:55 am	I just had the most fun I've had in a long time, too bad it ended on a horrendious note I just experienced the worst carride I;ve ever had. And I know 3/5 people can read this, but no offense fuck you this is my journal. It started off fine, but I was trying to sleep, and I thought Cait was too, but she and Kris were having fun, which is understandible, but when one tries to sleep it gets very annoying, so I get pissed and throw my coat over my head, and low and behold once I do that both of them are mellow and no longer moving and are trying to sleep, so I can get comfortable because I don't want to disturb Cait so I stay awake for a bit, until she realizs that I was biting my finger or something and so then I can finally get to sleep because we started working together one moveystuff. I almost get to sleep, so close I was right away, Cait was alseep, then we stop at a gas station 1:53 into the 3:34 trip, and though we were going to go back to sleep (the doors were opened and made noise along with cold so we woke up) she was made to go int othe front seat. So I start feeling low because I wanted to be awake with her for some time atleast and talk and cuddle, no, it's Kris and Jeremy's turn, so I try to hold Cait best Ican over the front seat, which isn't comfortable AT ALL, but I don't care because I just wanted to be near her, but I can't stand it anymore and she nods off, so I sit back, normally as one would in the back seat. Then it gets annoying, because of my brain chemicals it starts a downward spiral of me not being happy, so I try to zone out, maybe Cait will see and talk to me, no, so I stare at thie mark on the winshield for over 50 minutes, and during this I do not talk except say Pink Floyd and sing the lyrics to the end of Wish you were here, but though they have two seats and i only have one, they keep moving closer to me, first it was just annoying, when their feet were near mine, between the mountain dew and the divider, but no matter what as I try to zone out Kris hits me with her elbow or something ever 5 minutes, and they keep inconcievebly getting closer, I keep moving towards the door, and it gets worse, I don't feel like going into detail, but when I'm in bad moods, people in good moods piss me off, and they're kissing and cuddling and holding and enjoying each other's company, and here I am loathing this carride, it ends up me as far over as I possibly can, my left foot between the passender seat and door, my rigth foot over the box of mountain dew, both knees up, my left hand holding onto the door so I don't lose my balance and holding me furtyher away, and my right hand (reluctantly) holding onto Cait's, and still yet, Kris's leg was parallel to mine and it kept touching me, ARG...Why the fuck don't people get the poiint when I keep moving EVERY time I get touched and theres fucking 5/7 of a car to theirselves why do I have to be no where near comfortable, yes you could agrue "Well you were in a bad mood, you didn;'t have to be effected by that, or you didn't have to care and just stop moving" Yeah well fuck you, I can't help what ifeel alot, so the best way is to just zone out, and i can't do that if I keep getting touched; I tried pointing out to Cait how much room I didn't have, not sure if she got it or not... Everything else was great though, except for more situations where I wasn't able to hold Cait or be near her, but whatever, I sound obsessive, I probably am, but I went so much from super happy to I nearly want to kill myself in less than 1 second over the past 2 days. I also cried last night, various reasons, I was trying to sleep and Cait relaxes me so we were kinda sleeping, then she was pulledaway, and I didn;'t want to play cards, so Itried to sleep more, but it didn't work, so I started drawing while 4 others were playing in the other room, Cait walked by and asked what I was drawing and i coldly said stuff, which made me feel bad, then she walked by a few times without saying anything, which made me feel worse, adn she was in the bedroom next to mine and din't say anything...and here I am in my superdepressed mode, then I start to cry, walked into her room, gave her a hug, she asked what I was trying again and i think I said stuff again, making me feel even worse then I left her room and I wrote her a note on my book and gave it to her then went back in my room, she came in after a bit and we slept, or I almost did, I think she was awake, but she was trying to get me to slee, I have bad sleeping issues, I finally get close to unconsious and she gets pulled away to go to bed, where I'm pretty sure jeremy and Kris had some time together for another like 10 minutes, but I could be mistaken, i was really sad, this was at 10:30 I think, I got to bed at 2...whatever, I am really sad right now, bye ...I wonder whgo reads this journal (3 Comments |Comment on this)
Wednesday, January 14th, 2004
8:44 am	Yawn, stupid things hurt my brain. Like the majority of the little bugs, oh little maggoty meat flesh tightly backed in ziplock bags, walking around our planet as it turns into a giant slum. I wonder, will the world end in 2014, lets hope. (Comment on this)
Monday, January 12th, 2004
3:17 pm	People are so inefficient. Like little (I love this compairason, because it keeps holding true) bugs, little disease filled vermine bugs...they crawl, have meaningless conversations, arguments, everything they (we) do is inefficient; we're so pointless it hurts. The only reason I'd like to stick around is because I'd like to see and dictate my ending, see where this abysmal roller coaster of upps and downs takes us (Dan more specifically, an imaginary friend doesn't go very many places, except of course with it's 'owner'). I wish we could find 'God' or something to believe in, it gives so much more meaning to this emptiness; I mean more specifically, if you don't believe in anything, there is no point in living except to see where you go, which can be very very drab and agrivating at times, back to the point, I just so wish I could find something metaphysical to hold onto, though I probably will never find it, for I (we) search for it. (3 Comments |Comment on this)
Sunday, January 11th, 2004
2:28 pm	I hate you all, so very very much. Why is it everyone seems to make Dan feel bad? Everyone? Even feeling good makes us fdeel bad at times, it's really really shitty, a very bad cycle of events. I try to help people, Dan tries to help people, but yet, we both have more hate and anger than so many people...I just had an idea...I think I am going to go explode (Comment on this)
11:48 am	Shit ...fucking shit...I have a real voice now...all you fuckers better watch out...hah...hahaha...he's giving me way too much power...hah...I'm an imaginary friend, isn't that great? I don't exist and yet I have my own journal, hah...sweeeeeeet sweet irony...sweet sweet voice I have now (2 Comments |Comment on this)