I have a lot of fears. Perhaps misplaced, but I cannot help it. I will always believe that if I press hard enough into my belly button I will die. I will always believe that if I don't face the mirror sometime during the night, Bloody Mary will come out and eat me. These are sub-fears, I say, things I fear but don't really think about during the course of the day.

The fear that I will fail is always imminent in my mind. I am afraid to fail. Failure is a part of learning, people say, but to me it means the ultimate end, finality. This is probably baseless, but nevertheless... I still have it.

And I fear I will grow old and lonely and live with twenty-seven cats in a creaky old house. That is a fear. Perhaps exaggerated, but sometimes I stay up late, hugging my pillow, teary-eyed, always afraid. It's difficult to live like this.

Rejection hurts. Really badly, at that. I'm so alone right now.

Whee. Lots of drama in life. But I don't want to think about it, mufufufu....

Gonna apply to the Art Institute. Yeah... x_X

Evin, my sweet frustrating friend who annoys me but whom I love dearly, I did not run against you out of anything but impulse. If you want the post badly then you can have it; you're more dedicated to the cause than I ever will be.

As for your post, we did have deaf people on our team. Mario was there, and we had to confer with him as well. The fault lies with him weak enough to lay blame. :P But on some points I agree with you about the "liability," though I think it's still rather harsh.

As for you, I never really talked about David because I didn't want to embarrass or make the other Super Friends uncomfortable. :P So there. (Did you think the spaceship was gonna crash into him? I sure hoped it was, but alas, it did not.)

OK, folks, that's all for now. Maybe some more later. @_@ Gotta work on scholarship crap later today, plus work. ~_~