I just found out that i am a walking contradiction... or at lest a realy odd person... As it happens my work in the army leads me to do alot of ... well lets just say not so nice things... hell, realy bad things when you look at it... And than you got me... same person... always being chierfull like i have lived in land of rainbows and silly hats for 32435463938 years... (thats borderline insanity). I catch my self staring at the sky for hours... daydreaming... than just like that i can be in action, few hours after that, doing what i do... adrenalin pumping to the max... than i get home and all i can think of is "uuu skyrim is here in a few days" or ''wow... that sky looks wonderfull...'' blood stains from "work" still all over my uniform... than i have times like this.. when i look back and realise what i have done... and wierd thing is i dont care... not for a single one of them... i dont like it... i dont dislike it... dont hate it nor love it... i just take them as is... cold hard fact... than i realise i havent been scared or even tought about my own death the whole time... when it is my time its my time... i guess... but why aint i scared... scared like every time i get when trying to talk to a girl... aproaching a girl in person terrifies me... it feels like someone is pulling my liver out and tickling my kidnies from the inside at the same time... and scared of death... my own death... NOPE... not a single thing... and this... see how grim and dark i get... and yet im cheerful... playful... also quite childish... maybe thats it... maybe i understand all of this but at the same time i dont comprehend it... maybe im just fucked up... hmm... i'll be doing some more thinking....