The Ides of March

It's now tomorrow, but today is every day. Yesterday, only a couple hours ago, was March 15th, or the Ides of March. I made it through, though. I found out that in 2001 March 16th was the only day in which no one committed suicide in the UK between 1993 and 2002. I hope to fare as well as those British citizens of 2001 on this March 16th, but here's little to stick around for.
I don't like to be so dramatic, but it's difficult not to. I don't even know why I decided to do this. I've been underwater now for a few days trying to collect my thoughts but instead I keep thinking that it's all just pointless. Just fucking writing about things I don't really understand is just stupid, but I don't know what else to do. I've tried making music, but nothing really feels good enough. There's not much to do on the sub. I just have some books and CDs things to go through. All I've accomplished is getting really fucking good at Tetris and waiting for things to load online. My parents think I'm crazy... it's not that that's new or anything. I'm just glad my dad let me use his sub for awhile. He spent probably more hours working on the fucking thing than with me. He he. Not that I'm bitter or anything. He always promised to let me take the Morale out on my own, but it took him almost a month to finally make good on it and not bring up some shit about responsibility and stuff - but I'm done with highschool now and I'm not even 17 yet. All my friends that weren't homeschooled hated highschool or just dropped out. It's even more bullshit. More than just hiding out in a lake and fucking breaking down and making a blog for no one to read.
It's so vain to think that people want to spend their time reading your ideas, whether or not you have a publishing deal or not... I don't know how famous people can even live with themselves. I mean, people actually listen Ann Coulter, though, so I guess people are dumb enough to waste their time on other people's ideas. How presumptuous of me to think that some one will read this - or even think about it.
I dunno. I'm starting to get pretty tired and really sick of waiting for shit to load on this thing. Best to just power down. Maybe I'll write more later.