Once Bitten, Twice Shy

Dear Revenge Journal,

Ugh, recovering from being unwell is a rather unpleasent process, I must say. It is especially tedious when there are tasks needing to be accomplished and you can't do more than roll over to the other side of the bed... my poor fonmachines. They probably feel very unloved right now...

At least today I was able to get up and move without problems... there were some other problems, but nothing to major to prevent me from preparing to head out to take care of some unfinished buisness. Soon my preparations will be complete, fufufu.....

-Dist the Rose

Grrrrr...!!

Dear Revenge Journal,

There are times where I begin to wonder just how long my patience will last when it comes to coworkers. Largo often just plain ignored me, and I was alright with that because who needs to socialize when there's work and research to be done? But honestly, that Sync is really getting on my nerves! Sooner or later, this conflict will have to come to an end, and I refuse to let him get the best of me!

There was one day in particular that occured about three weeks from today, where I was putting through a call to Spinoza... and you know what that ratty little Sync was doing? Eavesdropping. That's right, there is nothing I cannot tolerate less than someone dropping in uninvited on my intellectual conversations! And what's worse is the cockroach skuttled over to Van and tried to rat me out... not that there was a thing to rat me out on in the first place! GRRR!!! Why is it that I always have to take the brunt of everything that seems to go wrong or has the possibility to go wrong?! It's unfair, I tell you! If Jade was here.... Oh, if Jade was here, he would show them! Yes! .... Wait a moment, I don't need Jade! I handled the situation myself, with a little bit of Spinoza's help. I was able to convey my side of the story, and everything cleared up... I hope. Sync is just a huge bomb waiting to explode, I'm convinced of this now. One more person walking by and KABOOM!! Fired! Gone! Out of my way so I can quietly and peacefully sit down and do my work!

Don't worry, my beloved Revenge Journal... together, the two of us will withstand this monstrosity.

-Dist the Rose

Misery Buisness

Dear Revenge Journal,

What is it that I want to do with myself? With this life I've worked so hard to build up only to find myself at a point where I no longer am confident in the path I've chosen? Perhaps I just haven't spent enough time putting thought into where it is I plan to go... what I want to do. The God Generals aren't doing much to help, that's for one... bah, useless baggage! The only reason I came here in the first place was because I didn't know where else to go after escaping the horrors back in Ketterberg...

... Revenge Journal, it's about time I got up off my behind and went out looking for something to move me forward rather than let it come to me, which obviously isn't working. Wish me luck!

- Dist the Rose

Those Happy Days, They Seem so Hard to Find

Dear Revenge Journal~

I detest sitting in a chair other than my spinning chair of fantabulousness... especially when the other chair so happens to be a barber's chair or even worse... the dentist. -sob- Fortunately, I didn't have to go to the dentist, but I did have to remove myself from my work to make a trip down to the closest hair parlour. I must remind you that my hair is so gorgeous simply because I know just the right way to make it sparkle and dazzle with radiance.

But ooooh, those crazy women and their petting hands! Why is it that they have to get their oily little toothpicks into my beautiful hair like brittle combs that snag and jerk?! Not only is it utterly demoralizing, but it's... it's... it's unheard of! How do they know what products to use? How do they know just how I want my hair done? What if they mess it up? What if it all gets cut off on accident? What if it never grows back?! What if JADE SEES?!?!

C-calm... calm... m-must be calm... that won't happen, no... no it won't.... T-think about the roses, Saphir, the beautiful roses.... yes....

- Dist the Rose

A Bitter Memory

Dear Revenge Journal~


There comes a time when bitter memories must be put to rest, but I fear that there are some that are meant to never been forgotten. I cannot say just how I figure this, but I believe it to be true.

For instance, there is a memory I tend to constantly recall of when Jade and I were young teenagers, just barely out of gradeschool. We were in a classroom and it was nearing the last few minutes of class; I was tagging along behind Jade, holding onto the back of his backpack and tugging on it gently while whining a bit. Sure, I did a lot of whining when I was younger... what? I still whine now? H-how rude! I do not whine! I assure you, I do not whine! ... And NO, my nose does NOT run! It does not! DOES NOT!!

... Ahem, anyhow. So I was holding on and making a little bit of noise when this complete stranger in the classroom walks up to me and punches me in the gut quite harshly. Ouch, there goes my kidney... Of course, the shock caused me to let go, which I think was the other person's goal, but really! I hardly knew the person, let alone spoke to them! Just where do they get the nerve to come up to me and hit me like that?! I'll never forget looking down at the bruise that formed some time later from it. I mean really, what ever happened to saying "Could you let go?" or something like that? It wasn't even Jade that was complaining (I think he was probably just used to it...)!

So here I am, still remembering that bitter memory from years ago. I don't think of it all that often, but often enough to boil that anger deep in the pit of my heart. One day... one day, just you wait... I will get my revenge.

- Dist the Rose

It All Looks the SAME!!

Dear Revenge Journal-

Most of the time, I reside inside my office with my tinkering equipment and whatnot, but yesterday.... I learned the reason why I don't go walking around the church's interior.

Every corridor, every wall, every flooring looks the same! Everything is the same, no matter where you go to in that psycho building! I swear, I litterally went around in a loop at least twenty times before I gave up trying to find where Van had moved his office to! He had asked me to deliver some doccuments to him that he had to send off... but I eventually got fed up with looking and went to go send the doccuments myself. Bah! That's the last time I go outside of my room!

-Dist the Rose