It’s ironic how the Dark Brotherhood - a group of cold-blooded killers in the Elder Scrolls universe - end up being the most valuable people one could ever meet in any game. They have a strong sense of family and, despite having a knack for sneaking up on you and plunging a knife through your neck, are actually pretty kind people who are concerned for your well-being. So does that mean each member of the Brotherhood is basically his own antithesis? Perhaps. In a way.

Moving on, I’m running on coffee at the moment and wondering what to do with my life. Should I open the Inferno and reread it? Should I get pissed at the people who still, up to now, haven’t passed the yearbook descriptions they should have passed the other night? Should I lie down on the cold, hard floor and wish I had a straitjacket? Honestly, I’m not sure what’s going to happen to me. There’s just too much on my plate that it’s practically overflowing. I sort of prefer running through the nine circles with Dante instead of going through all of this. I don’t even have time for myself. I’ve been neglecting some of my schoolwork, and I actually don’t give a damn right now because some things are more important than, say, creating mock-ups of gross domestic products and whatnot.

And just recently I’ve become too happy cutting classes. Trivial classes, but classes still. I’m losing interest in things, mainly because I’m always so tired and there’s little to look forward to except graduation. I’ve also lost interest in some classes mainly because of the teachers, who are either really annoying or really boring. Mostly a combination of both. Maybe I’m just really pissed at the turn of events and there’s little that I’ve got to get me through.

Or maybe I just need more coffee.