Lousy.

I had cabin inspections earlier today, and all of the cabins were marked with an “x”. No, scratch that. I marked everyone with an “x” if it makes any sense. It’s in bold and it’s italicized. 

Why would they…Why in the world would their cabins act like there was a hurricane in it? Even in my own cabin. I just sleep overnight, and when I wake up, everything is a mess. 

Anyway, I reached the point of patience with quite a lot of people recently. I don’t know what’s wrong with me, but I feel so stingy ever since I met that old man from the train station. It’s bothering me. If it was my Father, then he could’ve at least told me, but no, he had to mind fuck me with his aura and mist. 

This just proves how worthless I truly am in face of a god. I need to become stronger. Should I leave camp to do so, I will, but I need to keep an eye on certain people for the mean time.

Tsk. Troublsome.