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Oct. 24, 2011 My waking up was uneventful, for once. I was actually rather surprised. I scratched my head as I sat up, looking around. Then I sighed when I found Sutā asleep on the couch, in my room, of course. "Hm..." It was some sort of relief, to confirm that everything I had experienced a couple days ago hadn't been a delirious product of my fever. I stretched silently, wincing only slightly. Most of my damage was already healed. After only a couple of days. It could only be the work of a devil's regenerative ability. "Heh. Well, that's sort of surprising. What's taking those idiots so long? They're usually up and about around now

Oct. 23, 2011 I could hear the sounds of morning, but I didn't want to open my eyes. I felt so heavy... Within moments, reason, and conscious thought slowly started to come to me. So I asked myself some questions. First I refreshed my confused and blurry memory to make sure I was aware of my identity. Then I kept thinking, though it was a sluggish process. Was I back in Hell? Back where I should be? That was as thrilling a thought as it was terrifying. I had seen what Hell was like the one time I visited. And I got a bit of what it was like to experience it. But I still didn't know the entire feeling. But, did I really want to know? Did I

Oct. 22, 2011 I was sitting on my desk at school, looking out the window, bored again. The teacher was talking about advanced Calculus; joy. Something I already knew. Since it looked like I wasn't paying attention, he called me up to the front to solve a problem. I did it quickly, and went back to my seat, ignoring the giggling and winking girls in the corner. Oh, such tedious monotony... Then the bell rang, and I went outside to my locker, only to find my brother leaning against it, with a couple of girls giggling like idiots around him, of course. I don't believe I have described my brother's appearance yet. After all this time. Forgive

Oct. 18, 2011 I hate this place. It's always been so cold, then warm, then cold again. And the invariant of weather doesn't stop there. There's also the days when it's rainy, then windy, then hot, and so on and on, and on... One never finishes. One of the many crazy things I despise about the human world is its weather. It's goddamn, changing weather. Why? My human appearance changes with the passing and change of the weather. Believe it or not, my human disguise critically affects my techniques and success at luring humans closer. Now, I didn't lure them for me, you know that, but for my family. Because I'm that kind of benevolent and hig