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Ah... the Gaia Journals.
My favorite self-rant area.
So, let me begin.
Yesterday was an odd little series of events.
It was the last day of school, and all was great.
Except one thing.
It was exceptionally difficult to keep my public face on, even for a few hours.
Luckily, Youtube was there to save me at my friend's house.
I watched the Billy Mays Dubs, and they kept me occupied until I was capable of leaving.
To home I went, still unable to keep my public face going.
That is the face even my mother is used to seeing, so she accused me of being tired and crabby (and high once) the whole day.
I went with tired, seeing as the more intelligent, inner side of me is a resemblance of a tired, overly analytical public face.
Purposely so, I've been able to conclude.
So it seems I let a few things slip to one of the few that actually gets me, the one that sees through.
As such, I've a whole new host of variables.
Ah well, such is life.
In the midst of this telling of my experiment, I was told to look up a school of thought.
Two of them, actually.
The first was a bit too cultish for my tastes, but the second was interesting.
I really want to participate in the mailing list, in order to see if I'll truly like it.
But something tells me receiving a weekly set of letters, testable experiments, and metaphysical thought processes, even though free, would unsettle my parents.
Truly sad. I'd love to read into this further, but there's only so much I can gain from manifestos on PDF.

There's my little story.
-Hankus