Entry 000064; 12.05.01

I was just in the campus center. Bill walked in, with his followers behind him. I saw Bill and he saw me, and we both looked down. I shrunk and tried to melt into the wall.

No one said hi to me. Not Silas, not Orgasmic, not whoever else was with them whom I didn't see. I looked down too quickly to see.

Forgotten already. Was I that insignificant? Or are they just afraid to upset the Mighty Bill if they acknowledge that I'm still alive?

Doesn't he care that you've lost all your friends that hang out over his apartment after he did that to you? Alicia asked me once. No. Of course not. Could someone who would do that care about whether I have friends or not? No.

So they've forgotten about me already. Unwilling even to say hi. Very few of them even talk to me online anymore, and at that, sparingly. They don't care about me. I don't care about them. Why should I care? I don't.

Soon, I can get the hell out of here and it will be like i was never here, like none of the people here exist, like they never existed.

Soon It'll all be just a bad memory and it'll be like it all never happened.

I don't care about them. Any of them. Why, of all things, would I care? I don't care.

I don't.

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