Why answer when it just brings on more questions? It's like the ever unanswerable "Why?". Has anyone ever given any thought to that fact that, maybe, there doesn't have to be a why?

Lately, I've been experimenting with the nonsenical. Writing away at my latest little piece "Oh, dear." Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy and Invader Zim have some strange effects on me. Or at least that's what Elijah said. I just wanted to see if I had a sense of humour.

Know what? I just might.

Collaborating with Only Sane RBCS Student, we're turning it into a manga. The lack of solid detail and plot makes it a good candidate for such a thing. Not that mangas don't have plot and all. It's just that if I were to take this too seriously, I'd end up with something worth publishing. We all know that I don't want that to happen?

Now, I'm bored. Actually considering finishing my homework. Gasp. The "good" student thing pays off. Come to think of it.

Oh, I'm just a soul who's intentions are good-The Animals