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I KNOW, I'M SORRY. My great-grandpa died on September 1st, and then I didn't have the heart to post, and then I progressively just forgot. But now I'm back.



Question 4: If you could spend one year in perfect happiness but afterward would remember nothing of the experience would you do so? If not, why not?



I don't see any point in being happy if I can't reflect on it later. I'd much rather make my own happiness and be able to spend the rest of my life looking back on it. For me, reflecting on it makes me almost as happy as I was whenever the event was occurring. Sure, I'd be in euphoria for a whole year, but if I can't use it to turn my mood around in the future, then what was the point of being in such a state in the first place?
Memories are powerful things, friends.



I know, that was a shitty question. Hopefully tomorrow's will be better.

Question 3: If you were to die this evening with no opportunity to communicate with anyone, what would you most regret not having told someone? Why haven't you told them yet?

That's a pretty loaded question. I would definitely regret not having told my great-grandparents how much they truly mean to me. Sure, I've implied it through motions and subtle statements, but I've never actually told them outright. I don't know why I never have, I think I just didn't want the sap-fest that would ensue. Which is selfish of me, I know. I'm a pretty selfish person when it comes to things like that, though. I don't tell people things they should know because I don't do well with sentiment or drama. Mostly, I just remain apathetic toward everything because I don't want to deal with it. But, getting back to the question, I think that's what I would most regret. If only one thing could be said about me after I die, I hope that it's about how much I appreciated my great-grandparents.


Semi-related note: My great-grandfather has been in the hospital for two weeks now. Please pray/hope/etc. that he is soon well again. Thank you.

Question 2: Do you believe in ghosts or evil spirits? Would you be willing to spend a night alone in a remote house that is supposedly haunted?

I do believe in ghosts and evil spirits. Cheesy as it may sound, I think there have been too many strange occurrences and documentations that suggest that there are such things. I've been in houses supposedly inhabited by a ghost and I definitely felt that there was a presence I was unaware of. Also, I became inexplicably cold for no reason and could not warm up. Hell, maybe it was all psychosomatic and I'm crazy, but I would like to think otherwise. In regard to staying alone in a haunted house, I think I'd have to hear the stories first. No, I wouldn't want to stay alone in a 'haunted' house where the spirits have been described to be violent or possessive. That's a bad idea waiting to happen. So no, if the stories included sharp knives being hurdled across the house by no one, I wouldn't want to stay there by myself, forgive me. However, if the stories described the happenings simply as random objects being moved around, voices or footsteps being heard, cold spots, random appliances being turned on/off, or other childish things, then I would love to stay there. I think that'd be so intriguing. Sure, it would probably a bit trying alone, but I think I could manage one night to be around some playful spirits.

So, I've decided to finally start using this thing. I'm going to be doing it a bit differently, though.

Rather than talk about my rather boring events of my days, I'm going to answer questions. Each day (or everyday I can, really), I will answer one question from The Book of Questions by Gregory Stock. There are 265, I believe. I'll try to answer all of them honestly and without sarcasm or wit.

Let's see how this goes.

Question 1: For a person you loved deeply, would you be willing to move to a distant country knowing there would be little chance of seeing your friends or family again?

No, I wouldn't. Though I do love traveling and foreign countries, my family and friends are too important to me to give up. I don't honestly think I'd be able to cope with rarely seeing my friends or family the rest of my life. Furthermore, I think if this person loved me back, they would understand, and do everything they could to avoid a huge move. If they couldn't avoid it, I think I'd accept that it just wasn't meant to be. I've lived in the same city as a lot of my relatives my whole life, I can't honestly imagine living across the world from them. Don't get me wrong, I'm not saying I'd never leave this city for someone I loved. I'd even leave the state, or possibly the country if it was Canada. It's just that I can't fathom living in a far away country without bringing someone with me.


Unrelated note: I saw Taking Woodstock today. It was pretty good. Demetri Martin is a terrible actor though, as much as I like him.