Also, I've thought of this carefully during science—both science and other classes,—since until one or two weeks ago we were covering heat transfers and energy.. you can't 'gain' coldness, right? It's simply the absence of heat. So, would it apply to the next thing I'm to say? Maybe, hate isn't its own entity, and instead the absence of love. I HAD something to say about the law of reflection, and a great idea I had for a story. Capitalisation of the 'had' means I can't articulate it well enough to make it exist coherently, yet. I'm probably going to add this entry into my physical diary, of esurience, yearning, despair, and denial... All characteristics of which I never act upon, most likely because I strongly believe my mental detriment makes me create beautiful things. There's a reason starving artists are only appreciated after death, if at all.
(This is not the big revelation I thought it was. No average person is unique. I feel the same feeling I felt after watching 'Girl, Interrupted' for the first time and romanticised the idea of being accepted in the psychiatric ward. 'I'll never fall into a state like that again!', I thought. Evidently, the contrary's happened.)