psyche

I was meant to go for the Guitar-X thing today, but I woke up too late (at 14:34, to be precise). I don’t know what I’m doing or what I want to do. I’m so tired! It’s unbelievable! Nuclear projects were described as “tickling the tail of a sleeping dragon”. Oh no! I am not sure what’s going on, you know. I really am not sure. Ha ha ha! Also, call me retarded, but was the point about Slughorn thinking that Lily was good at potions and that Harry, when using Snape’s textbook, had inherited her abilities because Snape, who had potions with Lily, gave her all the hints he devised? Snape is pretty great. So is Dumbledore. So is Voldemort. All great, really. How great.Sometimes I want to know everything and live forever and meet everyone who died and exhaust everything and just be eternal. Sometimes that’s enough to make me consider religion. HA HA HA, religion. I will live forever as a series of sceptical statements and hopefully scientific achievements. As Elliot said in response to me saying that I wanted to do something significant, “Most people don’t do anything”. How right he was.Pax