18th of November 2012.

On Friday I took the weekend as a chance to play the new video games I got in the mail. I played bioshock for a while then found out a scratch on the disc would not let me continue. I stayed up until yesterday playing fallout 3. My memory is foggy but I think when my nobler ambitions to do schoolwork kicked in, my sleep deprivation did too. I woke up at about noon a bit depressed. When I arrived at home, I found out one our household cats, KC, had died. She was apparently hit by a car. She was always the calmest of our cats. She enjoyed sleeping on my parents bed and was always willing to relax and enjoy being petted. My father wrapped her in burlap and buried her while we watched. Life goes on, but today just feels... empty and discouraging.