There is a person on AA who once said something along these lines, "I think being an enigma can be a good thing, too." I told her that I couldn't see how that was possible. Regardless of my negative first impression, she continued to talk to me every once in a while, and I kind of liked it. Even if it was just "how are you doing?"
A couple of days ago I rambled on about how we were talking and how she said something a long the lines, "I feel like a child." It felt strange coming from a girl a few years older than me, but it was amusing non the less. I had thought that she might log on to AA and fix her picture errors but she never did.
About thirty minutes ago I logged on just to kill time. I noticed the little letter by my name and clicked on it to see who it was. Turns out it was her... sort of. I had been expecting something along the lines as, "sorry, I'm working on it :)" but instead I got, "sorry, I don't know how to do that." At first I felt as though I needed to explain it to her... then I noticed that it went on to read "Luna, the owner of this account, is in the hospital. I'm her twin brother." My first thought was she's probably just sick with the flu or some other annoying disease. So I typed this to him, "K... This begs the question as to why you're on your sister's account... but that isn't important right now. What happened to your sister? Why is she in the hospital?" Of course I was still expecting the flu so I wasn't really worried. Then came this, "She asked me to come on. She tried to commit suicide." "Oh...," was the only thing I said to him. What I was really thinking was, "What the fuck is going on over there? What the hell happened?" While I wanted to ask these question and more, I knew that it wasn't exactly any of my business. Sure I had talked to her every once and a while. Sure we just became "friends" over the bloody internet. But neither one of those meant that I should start prying at her brother for someone that I'm still not very close to. Nor did it feel right anyways. So after a few minutes I typed this to him, "I don't really think I can do anything but wish for the best for her, you, and the rest of your family. I hope things turn out for the best then." He sent me one last private message saying, "Thank you." and I felt that I would leave it at that.
Just so you know, this is all happening in Japan. So the odds of me ever seeing her or anything are very slim. I don't really know why I mentioned ever seeing her.
On a slightly (and I mean very very very slightly) happier note, I've proven that I am insane. Montgomery has some friends in a nearby town (Bloomfield I believe) and they visited us to pay homage to "The Great Wall of Many Colors," and "The Pillar of Many Colors!" I'll need to show you it some time. Well afterward we went to Bloomfield to do something. And by "do something" I mean do nothing... Sure we watched movies (Troy, Zohan, Clerks 2) but that was it... We ended up crashing at their place and I had the greatest dream of killing people with no regrets. That's where I proved that I was insane. I didn't bother telling any one until much later in the day. Not the point though! After a while we were evicted from the house and ended up in another house. This time we watched some Micheal Morre documentary, Step Brothers (I think that was the name... I didn't really care I was just glad that it stopped playing for the five hours it seemed to play.) and actually that was it. We were supposed to be picked up at about four thirty and head back to Bloomington... But someone didn't talk things through with his "not girlfriend" and thus we spent three more hours than what was expected waiting around. No food for about a day, no change of clothes (because I had expected to be back in Bloomington at around eleven am and then I learned that it would be four or five hours later and I thought I would live with that...), and regardless of the fact I had my laptop, nothing to do but watch either lame movies or sit around doing nothing... My laptop has nothing on it but two anime series and music. I didn't really feel like watching either one of them, because I would probably just be drowned out or something would interrupt anyways, and I can only listen to so much music without falling asleep with nothing else to do. So about eight thirty, the bastard's "not girlfriend" shows up. Before this I had stopped talking and ended up finding some relief in texting a former classmate. She went on about a dream she had and I asked if I was killing people in it. I wasn't but we got on the topic of my dream and just kind of went on with that until we got back to the campus. Of course this doesn't mean that the other three in the car weren't doing anything, Montgomery's "not girlfriend" had forgotten me (or just noticed me for the first time) and had apparently pointed her finger at me while asking, "who is this guy?" The response that Zack gave couldn't even make me smile. I loved it, but I was in such a bad mood that it didn't matter. It went like this by the way, "Don't go pointing you finger at him! He'll bite it off and then shove it up my ass. Simon is one cool guy." And then there was something about Philip or something like that. After awhile Zack pulled out his laptop (he had dragged his along as well) and had started to play "A Little Piece of Heaven," by Avenged Sevenfold (Look it up on youtube). Once the lyrics started to play he started to sing along with it. After one or two lines I started to sing as well (I don't count this as talking.) Then, halfway through the song he says that, "he needs to change it because he has 'song ADHD.'" This took my mood and through it to the lowest it had been all day. I texted him "Come on!" But by the time I sent it he had already changed it to something else that I couldn't sing to. Aside from those three reasons I gave above (food, clothes, boredom) I had been dying to sing, any song that I liked, all day! I wasn't something to cry over, and I didn't, but I sure as fuck felt like it. Of course there weren't any other songs that he played worth singing, so I rode the rest of the way sulking more or less. We finally park and I instantly get out and walk off. I sent Zack a text, which I shouldn't have..., and got something to eat and then walked my sorry ass to my dorm. You should find Wright and then Briscoe, and then you can see how shitty my day really was. The walk really wasn't that bad... I just wanted the day to end as soon as possible.
The stuff on AA happened today. The other stuff, my shitty day, happened yesterday. This has been a great weekend for me...